HOOK
I’m raising hell in a Chevrolet. It must’ve been the Devil in the Fireball. Let the police take me away and we can just blame it on the alcohol. Cuz I’ll be damned on a good day if I ain’t lit no not at all. I’m just a good man running from the man that I’m becoming while I’m dancing with the Devil in the Fireball.

VERSE 1
I pour pain on the beat and let it bleed like I ain’t human and I’m gon’ stand on my feet no matter what nobody around me doing. Cuz I done been through the thickest fire, soul looking like I drug it through some chicken-wire. About 20 plus years past wondering why, let’s keep it real some birds don’t get to fly. I ain’t a man to shed tears about the past or some bullshit that I can’t change, but I found the Devil at the bottom of a bottle so I told him “pick me up if you’re going that way.”

HOOK
I’m raising hell in a Chevrolet. It must’ve been the Devil in the Fireball. Let the police take me away and we can just blame it on the alcohol. Cuz I’ll be damned on a good day if I ain’t lit no not at all. I’m just a good man running from the man that I’m becoming while I’m dancing with the Devil in the Fireball.

VERSE 2
The Devil told me, “take a dip in the bottle and start swimming, you can let your troubles disappear into the fire. Tomorrow ain’t nothing but more of the same, you can bottle it up or turn that bottle up high.” It got the room spinning like a twister, I’m so messed up, shooting like a stolen pistol on the creep. Lock and load. Steady scheming on a dream of seeing meaning while I’m leaning like a dirty politician on a demon. Because I’m broken at the bottom, always feeling rotten, always feel forgotten, like I’m just the product of a broken condom. Or a sip short of Heaven, let the Fireball tell ‘em. Then cock back, take a shot straight to the cerebellum. Like click, click, boom!

HOOK
I’m raising hell in a Chevrolet. It must’ve been the Devil in the Fireball. Let the police take me away and we can just blame it on the alcohol. Cuz I’ll be damned on a good day if I ain’t lit no not at all. I’m just a good man running from the man that I’m becoming while I’m dancing with the Devil in the Fireball.

OUTRO
It’s got me dancing with the Devil tonight. ‘Til it’s gone, I’m gonna kill it until it’s gone, I’m gonna pick that bottle up and and tip it back until it’s gone.