You think that I'm the devil But I know I'm just a clown I couldn't help you if I was Christ himself You've got your head buried right under the ground And you'd like me to get you out Of the jam that you got in I'll tell you right flat: Don't look at me 'Cause I don't go floatin' for a 20 buck spin Now think about it, honey And you run to me in the nighttime The look of fear is in your eyes My one life's goal is survival And I ain't got time for no rival oh no!