When the devil gets rid of her horns,
And the angels come down from their golden thrones,
When they sit down and chat,
Laughing and snacking,
They'll chill there for a while,
Then after an hour or two,
The angels sadly depart,
"We've got humans to look after!"
The devil gets up as well,
Slowly walking up the long cobbled street,
Puts her horns back on
And a grin,
Waiting until the next time they do it again.
And the angels come down from their golden thrones,
When they sit down and chat,
Laughing and snacking,
They'll chill there for a while,
Then after an hour or two,
The angels sadly depart,
"We've got humans to look after!"
The devil gets up as well,
Slowly walking up the long cobbled street,
Puts her horns back on
And a grin,
Waiting until the next time they do it again.
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