He got the eightball
In the left pocket
Swore he wouldn’t shoot it
D’s in town we blew it
Let’s play pool
We’ll go round the table
We’re all 18 and able
Cause you got a 20
And I got a house key
And some warm beer

I’ve got a simple explanation
It’s all the fault, the fault of Satan
Let’s crucify him
For all of our sins

The Devil
Didn’t make me do it (Beelzebub)
The Devil
Didn’t make me do it (Beelzebub)

Why don’t we die
And join the 27 club
Or we could just pass out in the tub
Its 6 am and we’re still up
Jimmy Sweet said it’s inside of us
Let’s live like Keith Richards
It won’t happen to us
Hey man do you want some more of this stuff?

I’ve got a simple explanation
It’s all the fault, the fault of Satan
Of Satan
Let’s crucify him
For all of our sins

The Devil
Didn’t make me do it (Beelzebub)
The Devil
Didn’t make me do it (Beelzebub)
Why stay clean
When the world loves a beautiful junkie

It seems inevitable
Here comes the sun
I open up my eyes
I just want to close them
Stupid things I said then
Headache and depression
Dear John, it’s the last song
I learned my lesson
The Devil
Didn’t make me do it (Beelzebub)
The Devil
Didn’t make me do it (Beelzebub)
Why stay clean
When the world loves a beautiful junkie