by Joseph Coleman

Created on: June 04, 2009

I'm your represented leader, baby, I got ways.

To keep the money, while I milk the system that pays.

For election I runs, for the people I play.

That's the thing that makes the devil bop.

He got your votes and now he's gone to big DC,

where money crawls on people, and they catch the disease,

of makin' more for doin' less, it's the money he sees,

for doin' things that make the devil bop!

I know you always think you elect the right man;

you put your faith in a man who you think can

bring you the things that make your lives a better plan.

Don't you know the devils bops?

Well, I took the money on the sly and I know why.

I ain't got enough to make a baby cry.

If I ever get the chance I might tell you why;

it's for things that make the devil bop.

Do-do- bop,

I'm here and I ain't gonna stop, de-bop

I'm your congressman, in hock, de-bop

got a hot babe and a lot, de-bop

That's the thing that makes the devil bop, de-bop!

It's like I went into a deep and, darkened cave;

there was nothing on me I wanted to save

I ain't expecting nothin' but a stone on my grave;

and the things that make the Devil bop!

I ain't never meant to harm, break, or to deprive

anybody else of something to keep them alive.

It's you or me, and brother, I ain't tallin' no lies;

I'm for the things that make the devil bop!

you dance real cute makin' those moves that sing;

about your pretty body, baby it's got wings.

I know where it came from and I know what it means.

It means what make the devil bop!

Every time I look into those two pretty green eyes;

I see the things that make me know your secret disguise.

There comes a time in men's lives when they realize

the reasons that the devil bops!

Do-do- bop,

don't give it to a cop, de-bop

don't drop in a rosary shop, de-bop

let it hang for the girl on the top, de-bop

That's the thing that makes the devil bop, de-bop!

The New World order done got all our money, and split

to a castle on an island where you don't fit.

Got your mind in a briefcase all locked and clipped.

For the things that make the devil bop!

They got old Mom and Dad starin' blank at the tube.

They think it's all so funny that they don't have a clue.

As long as they are desperate they'll be glued to the cube,

and the things that make the devil bop!

No matter what you do, they have you by the balls

you ain't goin' nowhere unless somebody calls

you can pray, but don't you see they're climbin' the walls

of the places where the devil bops!

Do-do- bop,

don't give it to a cop, de-bop

he's a part of the plot, de-bop

their livin' from the top, non-stop,

That's the thing that makes the devil bop, de-bop!

You speak the truth, they tell the lie, you wait for the law,

to absolve you of your sins, while you live with your flaw.

You drew a two, and he got an Ace on the draw

on the things that make the devil bop!

you found out, no matter what, you'll pay the price.

Changin' diapers to your funeral, it's a roll of the dice.

From the cradle to the grave they've got all tied up nice,

for the things that make the devil bop!

Every word you speak is a burden to your soul.

The word you write might die by the censor's troll.

You find that bein' honest puts you in the hole.

Cause those things will make the devil bop!

I've tried to be an honest man, but who the hell knows,

Bein' good ain't never got me into your clothes.

but I sure do love where that hose of mine goes,

in the things that make the devil bop.

Do-do- bop,

if you give it to a cop, de-bop

your shit is gonna drop, de-bop

if they say "Hop!", hop, de-bop,

That's the thing that makes the devil bop, de-bop!

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