The first thing I remembers Satan standing at the gate He cradled me to sleep and so asleep is how I stayed And if I wake up I will not wake up dry I will not wake up dry The last thing I remember is the Devils handsome face He put his thumb inside my mouth and now I have no good old days And if I wake up I will not wake up dry I will not wake up dry III I will not wake up dry I will not wake up dry I will not wake up dry I will not wake up dry
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