Up Jumped The Devil - Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

O My O My What a wretched life

I was born on the day

That my poor mother died

I was cut from her belly

With a stanley knife

My daddy did a jig

With the drunk midwife

Who’s that younder all in flames

Dragging behind him a sack of chains

Who’s that younder all in flames

Up jumped the Devil and he staked his claim

O poor heart

I was doomed from the start

Doomed to play

The villians part

I was the baddest Johnny

In the apple cart

My blood was blacker

Than the of a dead nun’s heart

Who’s that milling on the courthouse steps

Nailing my face to the hitching fence

Who’s that milling on the courthouse steps

Up jumped the Devil and off he crept

O no O no Where could I go With my hump of trouble

And my sack of woe

To the digs and deserts of Mexico

Where my neck was safe from the lynching rope

Who’s that younder laughing at me Like I was the brunt of some hilarity

Who’s that younder laughing at me Up jumped the Devil 1, 2, 3

Ha-Ha Ha Ha How lucky we were

We hit the cathouse

And sampled their whares

We got as drunk

As a couple of Czars

One night I spat out

My lucky stars

Who’s that dancing on the jailhouse roof

Stamping on the ramping with a cloven hoof

Who’s that dancing on the jailhouse roof

Up jumped the Devil and said «Here is your man and I got a proof»

O no don’t go O no

O slow down Joe

The righteous part