St. Petersburg on Saturday
Waiting for a train to take me out of here
It's not the first time
I've been standing in the mashed potato snow
Word reached me this morning, you were planning on leaving
There's just one thing for me to say before you go
You can walk with the devil, you can walk into the sun
You can walk with the angels, won't be seen
You can walk through the border, you can walk on down the hall
You can walk with the devil
But you'll never walk again with me
We had such a subtle thing
We could turn the kitchen into Singapore
Like a rickshaw ride
On a number 109 to Mandalay
You could even make the traffic stop
Oh, just by standing in the street
I can't explain, we could have won on points
But the devil had to carry you away
You can dine with the devil
With Errol Flynn at fifty by your side
And Tallulah fucking Bankhead at your feet
You can dine with the devil, you can follow him down there
You can dine with the devil
But you'll find the wine he serves is far too sweet
There's no point, you're almost gone
'Coz the devil doesn't wait for tawdry last goodbyes
And that's okay, they're stupid anyway
My life was getting like a zoo
Hundreds and thousands of half-mad people
They're all dead already
And the angels only look the other way
Go walk with the devil, yeah go where you please
'Cause to walk with the devil comes free
You can walk with the devil, you can walk on down the hall
You can walk with the devil
When you could have been walking with me
You can walk with the devil, you can walk into another life
Though I doubt you're gonna like the things you see
You can walk with the devil
Though for me it's much too much too late
You can walk with the devil
But you'll never ever walk again with me
