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Steve Hackett

The Devil Is an Englishman

To Watch the Storm (2003)
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A poet walks amongst the Gods
But jealous men have pulled me down.
Now exiled in a foreign land
I coax my demons into life,
While people cross themselves and say
'The Devil is an Englishman'.

Beelzebub in human form.
I mingle with the noblemen,
Young girls fall pleading at my feet.
As I defile them one by one
Devouring half of London Town
The Devil is an Englishman,
The Devil is an Englishman.

A nest of tiny scorpions
Are breeding in my cranium,
Poet Laureate of hell,
The Devil is an Englishman.

In yet a hundred years from now
As leeches suck upon the flesh.
For those who trek beyond the grave
This dark demented soul lives on,
The Devil is an Englishman.

A nest of tiny scorpions
Are breeding in my cranium,
Poet Laureate of hell,
The Devil is an Englishman.

A nest of tiny scorpions
Are breeding in my cranium,
Poet Laureate of hell,
The Devil is an Englishman.

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