I got too much on my mind Yeah, so play that thing in a different style Caught on a hook and a line Yeah they couldn't use and drive me outta my mind Cause I'm down So punch me in the decals And see which of my teeth tells The honour and things I can prove Who put the devil in you? I got too much on my mind I cross my chest, keep myself in line Revealing the water from wine I've wasted years looking for somewhere to hide Looking down Just kick me where the sun shines In memory of the hard times And bashing out the amateur blues Yeah, who put the devil in you? I'm finding out where my head's at Like loose change in a laundromat Two's get through From Dallas Crane to Motley Crue Yeah, but I know Just why I'm masquerading And why my tracks have stayed there Bashing out the amateur blues Who put the devil in you? I hid all the speed in my shoe Now, who put the devil in you? Cause you know we're going out there again I'm just throwing my trust to the wind We're going beat this damn thing to the end And then kiss it off, hey!