Devil in My Shoe - Teleman

Spell it for me, write it down here

I must be stupid or something

I was in another world watching you all

Spinning out of control

Turn the searchlight on

Devil in my shoe

Talk slowly

Into the mouthpiece

You leave your messages for no one

Maybe in a hundred and twenty five years

Someone will find you here

As for me I’m gone

Devil in my shoe

Keep on walking on the avenue

Going down following anyone

Even if I knew I’d keep it under my hand

Thinking that maybe I’m missing it all

Spell it for me, write it down here

I must be stupid or something

I was under rubber impressions

Of where you’ve built your obsessions

So I, I turn the searchlight on

Devil in my shoe