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Devils (Of This Town)


Spoken French all day I despise, but I’ve spoken it anyway What did they say? Ensemble, solo Finnish and Hungarian they are the same ’Cause we’re all the same We’re the devils of this town We’re the devils of this time around We’re the devils of this town No one speaks our tongue anymore I’m Lucifer, you’re Beelzebub And we’re devils of this town Nice in Nice, only in Lyon Little Paris, the only thing we know Parks and squares, the lake and the mountains two Love me like you did in Venice and you are not going to Damaskus, Damaskus We’re the devils of this town We’re the devils of this time around We’re the devils of this town No one speaks our tongue anymore, anymore If you want us, you can have us But first you have to beat us in our own game Approximate a thousand times, just to get us down But who cares for the unreal men of brothers? We’re the devils of this town We’re the forgotten sons of this forbidden town We’re the devils of this time around We’re the devils of this town No one speaks our tongue anymore I’m Lucifer, you’re Beelzebub


Music: Julius Z. Strömberg, Lyrics: Julius Z. Strömberg, 2011
Manfred Högström: mandolin, vocals, percussion Julius Z. Strömberg: guitars, vocals Marie Brun Landmark: vocals Felix Fridefors: dobro guitar Rasmus Sjöstedt: bass Pontus Eliasson: drums Andreas Lund: organ Hans Rohdin: electric guitar Recorded at Music A Matic in Göteborg, Sweden during 2018/19. Produced by Hans Rohdin (RohdinMusic) and Dofhiort'n. Track 4 on our debut album "Bibliotek". Released on October 14th, 2019. © Fult Med Flit 2019.