The Ghost of a Saber Tooth Tiger - The Devil You Know Lyrics

All the gentry
Are counting plebs
To fall asleep
A murky scene
Time magazine
A virgin's dream
The devil you know
The devil you don't
The devil on the phone

When it was mysterious
Everything seemed a
Shade of gold on green
The beauty queen
Was not foreseen

To be unclean
She didn't know
The cable tow
Was round her throat