Better the Devil You Know

Eamon Friel Cop. Con.

How’d I know it was the devil if you met him you would know And I met him on a mountain like Jesus long ago
He began the conversation I replied at his request
Wasn’t sure if I should answer but they say it’s for the best Better the devil you know I wouldn’t trust him though

So he asked me where I came from we were standing on the hill And I pointed to the valley and the city sleeping still
Right away he said God help you that’s the town I love so well And I visit it quite often it’s remarkably like hell

Better the devil you know I wouldn’t trust him though

All the prayers that my mother prayed for me
The candles that she lit beside the sacristy
And all that faith and doctrine I knew now what it meant I looked over at the devil and the devil said repent

But I have squandered every penny that God gave me for a loan All my spiritual silver Confirmation money blown
And a cold wind from eternity it carves me like a knife
And I’m getting old and weary and the devil said that’s life Better the devil you know I wouldn’t trust him though

But I have put away repentance for you must never do
O they told me never do it what the devil wants you to
And I stumbled down the mountain and I looked back up to see It was only then I noticed that the devil looked like me
Better the devil you know I wouldn’t trust him though