When the Devil's Loose

When The Devil's Loose - A.A. Bondy

Up where the evening sun

The river rolls on by

The neighbors

They tell secrets

The neighbors

They tell lies

And somewhere the plane went down

These things they never stop

Somebody feels the knife

And somebody calls the cops

Oh the living and the dying

How easily you bruise

Oh Delia don't go 'round

When the devil's loose

A figure waits in the shadow

Someone drowned in the lake

The march of Georgian feet down the highway

And razor blades in the gate

These dogs will tear your flesh

You'd best give them a bone

I see you there in a sea of faces

I see you there alone

In the living and the dying

How easily you bruise

Oh Delia don't go 'round

When the devil's loose

And what does a mirror show you

Can you see the gray

Your sadness it is quite lovely

But it's the sadness of a slave

Why don't you give yourself a rest

Oh give yourself some room

You can't get your arms around everybody

You cannot carry the doom

Of the living and the dying

How easily you bruise

Oh Delia don't go 'round

When the devil's loose