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adam ezra group - the devil came up to boston lyrics

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the devil came up to boston
he was looking for some b-lls to break
he just got in from quincy
where he’d rained out a lobster bake
at the copley t he saw a kid
sawing on a fiddle and smoking a b-tt
the devil jumped up on a globe dispenser
said, “dude, let me tell you what:

“i bet you didn’t know it kid
but i can f-cking strum
you may think you’re all hot sh-t
but you’re just a f-cking bum
i’ve rocked all the hot spots
from the garden to the w-ng
i’ll bet a lotto card and a pack of marlbs
that you can’t f-cking hang.”
the kid said, “my name’s sully
and you’re a stupid f-ck
but if you wanna party
i’m game to earn a buck.”

sully, rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard
sh-t’s going down in boston and the devil deals the cards
you could win a lotto card and pack of marlboros
but if you lose the devil gets your soul

the devil opened up his case
and said, “i’ll f-cking start.”
fire shot from his finger tips
d-mn that sh-t was hot
the screech across the strings
got the subway cops all p-ssed
then the dropkick murphys showed up
and it sounded something like this…

sully said, “good job, but i hear that sh-t like every hour
i’m gonna rip it up now, then you can take a f-ckin shower.”

oil in the harbor, watch out sailor
bringing in steamers on a boston whaler
c-cked in mattapan, stealing a truck
yuppies in southie, what the f-ck?

the devil shouted “p-ssah!” cause he knew he’d just been tossed
he started chugging vodka to soften up the loss

sully shouted, “devil, come on back if you ever wanna press your luck
i told you once, you hard-on, you’re a wicked stupid f-ck.”

- adam ezra group lyrics

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