Trying to get to heaven fore the sun goes down, yeah

Livin in a shack in a one-horse town
Trying to get to heaven fore the sun goin down
Lizard in a bottle, yeah

Dizzy in a haze for 40 days
Hey there, little devil

Come on little devil
Be my little angel
Come on little devil
Be my, yeah, angel, ow

Oh, she came on with an alligator smile
Dynamite lover, scorpion child
Trying to get to heaven fore the sun goes down, yeah

She came on with a cyclone kiss
Hey there baby, you dont never miss
Lizard in a bottle, oh yeah

Come on little devil
Be my little angel
Come on little devil
Be my little angel, angel

Come on little devil
Be my little angel
Come on little devil
Be my, oh be my, angel

The Cult – Lil Devil

On Saturday morning, having found a Ford dealership that would sell me anti-freeze and topped up the radiator system on the minibus I was driving back to the church hall. To encourage the anti freeze to properly mix with the water in the system the heating was on full blast. So the windows were down to keep me from roasting. Then Lil Devil came on the tape player, a song that always makes me smile. Then, out of a bright and shiny sky, it started raining. Very heavily.

Yes, I was the mad sassenach laughing like a loon at the traffic lights in a blue van.


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