Where the Devil Makes His Deals

God open up the lights put here to thrill you
 Find out what you love and let it kill you
 Tell me your desire tell me how it makes you feel
 Down here where the devil makes his deals
 I met a man in Birmingham his name was bloodshot red
 The devil came and snatched his soul from the backside of his head
 Now he sings the blues on Tuesday in a bar outside Mobile
 Down here where the devil makes his deals
 Down where the devil makes his deals
 I'm not one to gamble
 I can't afford to win
 Give me just a little and I'm on my knees again
 I got debts that can't be satisfied and wounds that will not heal
 Down here where the devil makes his deals
 All those dark blue demons like to get my goat
 All my better angels just want to cut my throat
 Go put on your reddest dress put on your high heels
 And meet me where the devil makes his deals
 Meet me where the devil makes his deals