you ll never see me trying to raise cain you ll never see me wear a suit of green there s a slip road up right ahead leading to the agragarian but i m city born and bred too many car fumes in my head just a well read punk peasant but you d think a country man would understand the devil makes work for idle hands m5 6 7 pm and the man who pretends he knows it all is destined to a mighty fall gets into your house with cheer then proceeds to take all you ve got to offer this is not an autobahn it s an evil roundabout that leads to the haywain and you ll never see good trains again in late 60s my daddy said to me you ll never see trams and clogs again now they roam the city can these people not understand the devil makes work for idle hands m5 6 7 pm the devil makes work for idle hands m5 to the country straight ahead it s stuffed to the gills with crusty brown bread can they not understand there s nothing worse than a bored man m5 6 7 pm