The Devil Makes Three - All Hail

Step back in time with The Devil Makes Three as they perform "All Hail" in this raw, one-camera live session from 2011. Captured for fun by their former label, Milan Records, this intimate video showcases the band’s signature blend of Americana, bluegrass, and punk. With its stripped-down setup and unfiltered energy, this performance is a reflection of The Devil Makes Three's authentic sound and stage presence.

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Lyrics:
Come on down to where them tracks cross high street
You can watch the whole world go insane
See the lighters hit the rocks in the bushes
Like the stars are coming down like rain
Here she comes just a skin and bones skeleton
Shes food for the crack cocaine
She got a baby living right outside the city
Man, she don't even remember his name
Well his name is Adolf Hitler, Albert Einstein, Jesse James
All hail, all hail, to the greatest sale
Everything insides got to be sold
All hail, all hail, it's to work hard in jail
Man they're closing them doors on the world
Laugh if you want to, really is kinda funny
'Cause the world is a car and you're the crash test dummy
Hurts stampeding now, fences gone
Television is always on - and it says
Save the children, but drop the bomb
Replace the word right now, with the word wrong
Hey there's a big sale on Tuesday, get it 'fore it's gone
Get a picture with the four horsemen for a nominal sum
Now that they got everything they'd like to sell you some!
Take this pill now and put it on your tongue
Keeps you active, just like everyone
Keeps you from feeling good, bad, ugly, crazy, dumb
It ain't a drug god-dammit! I give it to my only son!
Well, no one's gonna get arrested, no one's having any fun
Doctor's orders: you feel your heart beating? go ahead and take you one!
And now you're duller than a singing saw
Playing hookup to the numb
It's a thorazine work party with free fluoride bubble gum
Man you wander like a zombie out into the midday sun
All hail, all hail, to the greatest sale
Everything insides got to be sold
All hail, all hail, it's to work hard in jail
Man they're closing them doors
Yeah they're closing
Yeah they're closing them doors on the world