The Devil Wears A Suit letra

End of October, sun's fallen over
Wolves on the street, wolves on the street
Roaming, howling
Smoke in the distance, strangers are calling
"Paid for your time, paid for your time boy"
Hold on, hold on

Oh, he's not underground, he's not in the air
He's not in that book you take everywhere
The devil wears a suit
He lives in our town, he lives on our street
In your home, in your bed

Aren't you the bright one? Aren't you the trooper?
Where did you go? Where have you been son?
Nowhere, with no one
Talking in circles, point of confusion
Who needs a hug? Who needs a hug then?
You do, you do

He's not underground, he's not in the air
He's not in that book you take everywhere
The devil wears a suit
He lives in our town, he lives on our street
In your home, in your home, in your bed

House of your friendly local accomplice
Shoes at the door, shoes at the door please
Mind your secrets
Out in the garden, under the elk weed
Ribs in the dirt, ribs in a dirt heap
Silence, silence

He's not underground, he's not in the air
He's not in that book you take everywhere
The devil wears a suit
He lives in our town, he lives on our street
In your home, in your bed

The devil wears a suit
The devil wears a suit
The devil wears a suit