Everyone has to start somewhere. |
You weren't there when the devil got his start but you sure know enough about promoting his art and infinity is not the same as sanity but you've got your supply and I've got mine. These idle hands will waste a lot of time. You've got yours and I've got mine. Look out the window! Check under the rug! Where it all started isn't where you begun. Well, he's got a match and she's got a gun. I've got a pen and I've got a thumb. These idle hands will waste a lot of time. You've got yours and I've got mine. Bring on the militia! Call the National Guard! Gather 'round your drinkin' buddies and call to arms! Call to arms. Call to arms. Hug 'til it's illegal and no one's harmed. These idle hands will waste a lot of time. You've got yours and I've got mine. Blame the church. Blame it on your parents. Where we come from, no one understands it. You're the seed; you're the belief. Even the devil had to cut his teeth. These idle hands will waste a lot of time. You've got yours and I've got mine. We give and live and love and forget and try and die and cherish regrets. These idle hands will waste a lot of time. You've got yours and I've got mine. We all have jobs that are never done and where we go ain't where we're from. |