AAA

Devy in the corner of his teen year

Born to run away

Children in the middle with the village idiot

So he never made the potty grade

Now maybe he pulled a little closer

Cold in a mousy way

Boom boom as they came a little closer

Put a bolt in the curse today

Now Devy has to eat it in his own way

Broke in a dirty way

Boom boom is the beating that I hear in the night

But no one hears, so no one knows and no one fucks with me

Devy wants a word with the master

I got no need to run away

Down on the road isn't easy

But I never would back away

Boom boom in the morning with the night sounds

No way to run away

Boom boom as the boredom of monogamy

Hits one more time...

No one must know...

No one must know...

No one must know...

No one must know this machine...

Devy got a taste of some black shit

Born in another way

And it probably would have been easy

But it never worked out that way

Boom boom in the corner with the well-soiled

Bound to amalgamate

Boom boom as it kills the inhibitions

...no more games

No one must know...