I got my feelers out, alright
Pleasure I can give you pain, yeah
I'm the demon of misfortune
Let me tell you that bad luck is my gameFire's burning, make you cold
You can touch but you can't hold
Oo, it's an even split
Between zip and the number on your ticketOo, nothing to brag about
Dragging in the dirt
Oo, I'm a nasty piece of workDown, get down on your knees
Running gonna bring you down
I'm the demon of disorder
You know I'm gonna drive you into the groundAs you're stepping through the door
Ohh, my shadow crawls across your floor
Ohh, your dream of love
It's not enough, it's gonna come to nothingYou ain't seen nothing
It's gonna get worse
I'm nasty, nastyNothing to brag about
Dragging in the dirt, ohh yeah
I'm a nasty piece of workIt's an even split
Between zip and the number on your ticket, ohh yeah
Your dream of love
It's not enough, it's gonna come to nothingNothing to brag about
Dragging in the dirt, yeah
You ain't seen nothing
It's gonna get worse
I'm a nasty piece of workOh, I'm a nasty piece of work
Oh yeah, I'm a nasty piece of work
Yeah, I'm a nasty piece of work