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

Down to the
Of a binge
Lost in the
Way out the fringe
He was in Baton Rouge
Now he's barefoot in the
at a sight
That would a dead man cringe

Out beyond the
The swamp is on fire
You can hear the birds scream
As the methane drives them
the Devil in the flesh
Walking on fetid
Holds out a hand
And says "I what you desire"

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

You've been a all your life
You're friendless, you're
You've abandoned by your wife
Well, I've got the
That make your life a treat
C'mon, what say
Slip 'em on your

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

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

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

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