Lyrics The Devil Makes Three

The Devil Makes Three

Judgement Day

Half drunk in Chicago, waiting for my train to come in

I must have missed it five times or more

I was lower than I ever been

I climbed the hill by the racetrack

And watched them cars go 'round and 'round

Just starin' out that window, watching the world go 'round

I knew a guy from Houston and was a wrecking ball

Six by six, he was hard as nails

And stood about ten feet tall

He sobered up and moved down south

Found him a man and settled down

Just starin' out that window, watching the world go 'round

I been stuck 'round here for what seems like way too long

And I seen all them old sad faces

Everybody singing that same old song

And I don't wanna be caught 'round here when that Judgement Day comes down

Just starin' out that window, watching the world go 'round

There was a guy in the men's room

Name was Charlie Fry

He stumbled in throwing punches

And never bothered to say why

I ran from there just as fast as I could

Cus he weighed about 300 pounds

Just starin' out that window, watching the world go 'round

Yeah, I been stuck 'round here for what seems like way too long

And I seen all them old sad faces

Everybody singing that same old song

And I don't wanna be caught 'round here when that Judgement Day comes down

Just starin' out that window, watching the world go 'round

I met a gal on the West Coast

She said she'd leave me next day

She stuck around for a year and a half and we were happy that way

She was the best damn woman I guess that I ever found

Just starin' out that window, watching the world go 'round

Starin' out that window, watching the world go 'round, yeah, 'round

Just starin' out that window, watching the world go 'round