Текст песни
Little things are scattered on the floor
Little things are hanging on the walls
More than you feel and much more than you see
There's the devil who's wandering around
Once I have seen him
No chance to unsee
The devil maybe in your cup, in your bag
And in every little thing he can be
The games that he's playing
Are always for free
I try to drink, but there's no way
The face of the evil is haunting all over the place
I try to sleep, but everything I see
The devil's appearing in every goddamn little thing, anything, everything, little things
The devil, I see in the eyes my boss
And he's driving me home in the cab
He serves me my dinner
He washes my shirts
The devil is waiting for me everywhere
I can go but I'll meet him again
He looks from the mirror
While I'm shaving my beard
I try to drink, but there's no way
The face of the evil is haunting all over the place
I try to sleep, but everything I see
The devil's appearing in every goddamn little thing, anything, everything, little things
I try to drink, but there's no way
The face of the evil is haunting all over the place
I try to sleep, but everything I see
The devil's appearing in every goddamn little thing, anything, everything, little things
Little things are scattered on the floor
Little things are hanging on the walls
