Joni Mitchell Forum
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| The Demon Loves That Lyrics and Music by P.M. Reilich Copyright 2005 -New Kid Music, ASCAP This demon I’m always thinking of I’ve seen his face from time to time Up on the hillside just above A white lettered wooden sign That’s almost never meant to remind Us of red berried shrubs with prickly green leaves (I was born and raised here So please forgive me for loving The smell of warm wind That comes from the south dry lands The one they call Santa Ana And staying) He’s not really an entity More like something that Chomsky Would define as tacet conspiracy That which occurs quite often in our species Hairless apes struggling against ourselves And sometimes helping him Without realizing him The demon, that is Like a smoke screen in a magic act We don’t need more help to react I see through the attention play And I’m not confused this time For I’m looking in from outside the game Two decades of no relations makes its own wine But really, now... Does sex really kill? Oh, I know what you mean But more definition please, if you will For you confuse the scene? The young will avoid a tender touch All for this preach from hate And, you got it... The demon loves that Yeah, the demon loves that The demon loves that Now, I remember it being pretty nice To each his own, live and let live Yes educate me, but know ahead I’ve never been a cold one Not everyone’s a cold alligator Sinking them down without regret Sorry girl, you played right into Floyd’s pigs Like McCarthy Joe on moralist hill Bad move, think again Work it out Define! Details! You’ve blown it So many Brave New are cold as ice It’s true But don’t tell me you’ve never been young And confused Have compassion, girl Then Define Details You realize don’t you That every time you emphasize Sex six times to each one of greed The demon loves that Mm hmm, yes he does The demon loves that The demon loves that He’s looking for ways to divert attention Away from real points of contention I’m afraid you’ve played right into his hands So now you know how tacet conspiracy Happens Of course you know the old adage The road to hell is paved With the best of intentions The demon is counting on this Oh, he loves it Yeah, the demon loves that The demon loves that There’s an evil manufacturing An insidious pack of rabid fleas Their game will hold you in a trance While selling you better romance Granted in this, you’re right as rain But it's really greed behind it Know the Steinbeckian difference Between causes and results And greed kills far more than lust, it will That’s one thing that I know is true Your simple tune may make the bill Why don’t you distinguish between the two? It helps to know what powers one’s train Of evil Vive le difference, pray tell of Engine details, especially when we know The captain’s heart is hardly a dove Indeed, he’s a regular demon Joe I remember, believe me I was there when everyone changed And voted for the privilege To profit off the lonely And the poor, and the outsiders Yuppie is my four letter word I tell my kid daily But of course, you know the demon loved this Yeah, he digs it right on The demon loved that, he did The demon loves super inflation Yeah, the demon loves that The demon loves that Who is this mad man? she asked me Makes of us fools for profit’s sake As I tried to define the enemy I could think of no one else’s trait But my own He loves it when we in-fight recklessly Especially rose wars and such And kinds of politics, like endless seas That never stop to question hate For hate’s sake Indeed, he thrives on these Don’t get me wrong For though I avoid public demonstrations And wasn’t at the pentagon that day I cry all night, just ask my kid And write, and write, and write, and write I’ll meet them at the pearly gates Of history and there we’ll see who gets Respect I don’t believe in god(s) But there has to be a Justice somewhere Like expanding universes With perpetual motion Making us all do it again and again Until we realize our follies Or something Maybe then the demon won’t love that Uh uh, the demon won’t love that Hopefully then, the demon won’t love that The demon won’t love that No, the demon won’t love that The demon won’t love that at all Comment on this... |
