Lucifer and the Fallen Angels
Album: Tell the Devil I'm Gettin' There as Fast as I Can
Lucifer and the Fallen Angels
Written by Ray Wylie Hubbard
Snake Farm Publishing (SESAC)
Administered by BMG/Chrysalis
I run over a squirrel in Arkansas blood wasn’t even dry
When I see a few fallen angels and Lucifer trying to hitch a ride
I pull over they jump in, Lucifer says how far’s mobile
I say don’t rightly know, I’m going to Nashville to get a publishing deal
And the fallen angels just laugh
Call me Lou” Lucifer said now listen don’t take this wrong
Ain’t no body in that town is gonna publish your songs
You cool but you old, they don’t want that Snake Farm groove and grit
And you didn’t make no money even though badass Paul Thorn recorded it
And the fallen angels just laugh
I said that’s cold you’re worthy of your reputation for being evil
Ain’t no need to sugar coat it he said unless you in St. Patrick’s cathedral
Anyhow how bout it, you driving us down to mobile
We’ll pay for gas, buy you a lottery ticket and a Tibetan prayer wheel
And the fallen angels just laugh
Might as well I said if you tell me bout gettin’ kicked out of heaven
Lou says sure first stop at a package store and lets get a bottle of Seagram’s 7
I pull in to Nervous Charlie’s fireworks and all night liquor store
Lou gets out, pulls out a gun, puts on a ski and walks through the door
And the fallen angels just laugh
I hear a couple of shots and Lou comes running back
He says make like Ray Charles and hit the road jack
I pull out almost wrecking and make it to the highway somehow
Lou says how you think that clerk likes ”take your sons to work day” now
The fallen angels just laugh
I’m a persona non grata now barreling down the highway
Lou takes a sip of Seagram’s says that heaven fiasco well ain’t much to say
I started a small rebellion never thinking I’d end up hell bound
The sole reason was I just got tired of God dogging me around
And the fallen angels just laugh
Lou said I saw you on Jimmy Fallon singing Drunken Poets Dream
So why go to Nashville knowing you’ll can’t ever be mainstream
Go to somewhere like Texas where they dig roots and blues and country that’s real
Better to reign in hell than serve in heaven that’s why I’m going to mobile
And the fallen angels just laugh