Lyric Devil s roof

I have two heads
Where s the man, he s late
One burns, one s sky
Where s the man, he s late
I m two headed one free one sticky

But is it freedom can burn?
Is sticky ever blue?
For instance where s my husband?

This is what I need why I can t stay
God, this is the devil too bad he s late
I love the smell of beer
The smell of dar, the feel of dark, to feel the rug
To press the rug beneath me
A small party

But is it sinners can burn?
I hear we let them speak
For instance where s my husband

If you re my husband I tell you something
Dance on the devil s roof
Under a devil s moon
I don t care and you don t move