He got the eightballIn the left pocketSwore he wouldn’t shoot itD’s in town we blew itLet’s play poolWe’ll go round the tableWe’re all 18 and ableCause you got a 20And I got a house keyAnd some warm beerI’ve got a simple explanationIt’s all the fault, the fault of SatanLet’s crucify himFor all of our sinsThe DevilDidn’t make me do it (Beelzebub)The DevilDidn’t make me do it (Beelzebub)Why don’t we dieAnd join the 27 clubOr we could just pass out in the tubIts 6 am and we’re still upJimmy Sweet said it’s inside of usLet’s live like Keith RichardsIt won’t happen to usHey man do you want some more of this stuff?I’ve got a simple explanationIt’s all the fault, the fault of SatanOf SatanLet’s crucify himFor all of our sinsThe DevilDidn’t make me do it (Beelzebub)The DevilDidn’t make me do it (Beelzebub)Why stay cleanWhen the world loves a beautiful junkieIt seems inevitableHere comes the sunI open up my eyesI just want to close themStupid things I said thenHeadache and depressionDear John, it’s the last songI learned my lessonThe DevilDidn’t make me do it (Beelzebub)The DevilDidn’t make me do it (Beelzebub)Why stay cleanWhen the world loves a beautiful junkie