The Devil’s in the details
Like crossed T’s and dotted I’s
Lawyers take the truth and twist it ‘till it lies
The only thing I know for sure is everybody dies
No matter meticulous your life is planned
It’s still the Devil’s hand
The Devil’s in the details
Like counting coins into a cup
The way that politicians take the truth and beat it up
To a bloody pulp that you can hardly recognize
The Devil’s in the details
And the disguise
Everybody’s got bad dreams
Everybody’s got wicked schemes
Everybody’s got bad dreams
Everybody’s got
Everybody’s got
Greed
The Devil’s in the details
The way the numbers all add up
To pretty little rows of red that look like blood
The only thing to count on is when the ink runs out
The Devil’s in the details
And the doubt
Everybody’s got bad dreams
Everybody’s got wicked schemes
Everybody’s got bad dreams
Everybody’s got
Everybody’s got
Greed
The Devil’s in the details
Like hunger eating you alive
You can only hope to live you cannot hope to thrive
The only thing that you can taste is the bitterness of life
The Devil’s in the details
And the lies
Everybody’s got bad dreams
Everybody’s got wicked schemes
Everybody’s got bad dreams
Everybody’s got
Everybody’s got
Greed
Introspective, homespun folk tunes from John Donne that feel informed by the sugary bleakness of '80s and '90s indie pop. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 1, 2023