Viva Voce - From the Devil Himself lyrics

He had a cheap guitar And he wrote this tune It goes, "Somebody owes me something It might as well be you" Hey now You're gonna get your blood s**ed out He had a dirty mind And he sent this note It said, "We're gonna get some money for nothing On every song you wrote" Hey now You're gonna get your blood s**ed out You were sent from the devil himself to me (Yeah) And I'll see you in hell before we're through 'Cause I got nothing to prove to you He had a crooked eye With a sideways glance And thought, "I'll catch you in some twisted logic And then I'll watch you dance" Hey now You're gonna get your blood s**ed out Six billion people Six billion ways (To do) Six billion kinds of damage That all feel the same Hey now You're gonna get your blood s**ed out You were sent from the devil himself to me (Yeah) And I'll see you in hell before we're through 'Cause I got nothing to prove to you You were sent from the devil himself to me (Yeah) And I'll see you in hell before we're through 'Cause I got nothing to prove You're gonna get your blood s**ed out You're gonna get your blood s**ed out You're gonna get your blood s**ed out You're gonna get your blood s**ed out