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Satan's
(J. Lyon/G. Tallent/B. Bandiera)

Down to the
Of a binge
in the swamp
Way out past the
He was in Baton Rouge
Now barefoot in the bayou
at a sight
That would a dead man cringe

Out beyond the
The swamp is on fire
You can hear the marsh birds
As the methane them higher
Then the in the flesh
on fetid water
Holds out a hand
And "I know what you desire"

Satan's shoes, shoes
You to walk around in Satan's shoes
Satan's shoes, shoes
You to dance in Satan's shoes

You've a loser all your life
friendless, you're loveless
You've been abandoned by wife
Well, got the trick
will make your life a treat
C'mon, what say
Slip 'em on feet

Well, he 'em on
And fit like a hand tooled glove
And that fine Corinthian
Felt just like a mother's
He howled at the
And he at the sun
Yea, he all of illicit fun

Satan's shoes, Satan's
I to walk around in Satan's shoes
Satan's shoes, shoes
I want to dance in Satan's

Ah, people, now
We come to the sad part of the
They found him face
In the mayor's wife's glories
Yeah, he had a good
But it didn't last too
Now he's singing
old mournful song...you know

Satan's shoes, Satan's
You want to walk in Satan's shoes
shoes, Satan's shoes
He's stepping out tonight in Satan's