Songtexte:
The Devil Makes Three Car Wreck

He grew up in a one horse town, wasn't much to do since all the bars had closed down. He'd stare up to the stars sometimes when no one was around, and

come back, set on the side, go boom Gotta make room [Professor X] From your lab you've tossed and perved us Serve us makes us nervous For a vial a ????