Steve Hackett - The Devil Is an Englishman Тексты

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

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