Praise Poison - The Devil Wears Prada

«I heard the sound», the shout proclaimed

Now I’m here to praise, praise poison

Praise poison

It’s a Monday let me be mundane

How’s there so much to speculate?

I can’t stand to carry the weight

I can’t stand to carry…

Call me «The Sound and the Fury»

Consider me dead and buried

I’m like the city’s grime

No time for no crime

Praise poison

Praise poison

Praise poison

They fill your head with the Devil and God

Praise poison

They fill your head with the Devil and God

Praise poison

You’re so bored, but there’s a choice

You’re screaming without a voice

They fill your head with the Devil and God

They fill your head, they fill your head

Call me «The Sound and the Fury»

Consider me dead and buried

I’m like the city’s grime

No time for no crime

No time for no crime