I dined with the devil, and he dined with me,
He turned and said, ‘so this is how it’s gonna be
You can look you can order, you’re free to choose
But in return your soul you’ll lose.’

I dined with the devil, and he dined with me,
I turned and said, ‘so how can I be set free?’
‘Only if I get up and I leave first
So go-ahead son and give it your worst.’

I dined with the devil, and he dined with me,
He turned and said, ‘so what’s it gonna be?’
I looked and smiled and ordered wine and bread
Took his hand and bowed my head.

I dined with the devil and he dined with me
My faith was something he didn’t foresee
Clenching his hand I uttered my grace
Thunder and lightening was upon his face.

I dined with the devil and he dined with me
I drank from the chalice of victory
He rose up fast spitting smoke and fire
Turned to me and called me a filthy liar

I dined with the devil and he dined with me
I turned and said, ‘so this is how it’s gonna be.’
“You can eat from my table if it’s your desire’
‘But don’t expect me to stoke your fire’

I dined with the devil but he got up to go,
I turned and said, ‘ you really ought to know’.
‘Your soul I’ve claimed and taken with me
‘I'm sorry but that’s the way it’s gonna to be’.