Walkin' 'round town in a place I've never been

In deep, deep Manhattan

I recall it all, your dress and how it falls

You rollin' in deep satin

Won't you call a cab, mister, won't you pay my tab?

There's some boys on the curb haymakin'

And I ain't been home in three years or so

And everyone I know now's mistaken

Frauds as friends, starts as ends

Big lights is actual love

But you in Manhattan rollin' in deep satin

Was a painful and wonderful drug

Well, I've been comin' down on a Greyhound

That is westbound to the sea

When you see the lights, when you hear the rain

Is there a chance you're thinkin' of me?

Is that song stuck in your head?

"Friend of the Devil" by the Dеad

Or is that just what your friends want me to be?

'Causе if that's the case, then that's just what I'll be

There's love when I'm leavin', there's laughter this evenin'

I'll set out running alone

If I get a ride out in this place tonight

I'll gladly take myself home

So won't you call a cab? Misses, please pay my tab

I heard life was a windin' road

There's no hounds or child around

But the Devil follows where I go

Well, I've been comin' down on a Greyhound

That is westbound to the sea

When you see the lights, when you hear the rain

Is there a chance you're thinkin' of me?

Is that song stuck in your head?

"Friend of the Devil" by the Dead

Or is that just what your friends want me to be?

If that's the case, then that's just what I'll be

I've been comin' down on a Greyhound

That is westbound to the sea

When you see the lights, when you hear the rain

There ain't a chance you're thinkin' of me

Is that song stuck in your head?

"Friend of the Devil" by the Dead

Or is that just what your friends want me to be?

'Cause if that's the case, then that's just what I'll be