He drinks his whisky like others drink coke And he sees no future , oh no , he`s got no hope He finds no limit , his feet don`t touch the ground The devil`s work is perfect , and his head spins round and round . Now the evil is rising in his head The evil comes near Hear the devil crying Every day he works hard , he works for his favourite drug His life is without sense ; and theddevil has a lot of joke Fills : michael Solo : michael