Knock three times
There’s the devil at your door.
He’s playing with your mortal mind
But you’ve played with him before.
Knock two times
There’s a demon on your tail.
He’s chasing you with heavy irons
But you’ve already tasted jail.
Knock one time
There’s the doorway straight to hell.
A path that’s trodden many times,
You know the way too well.
No more knocking
You’ve bought and sold your soul.
Knock back the gin and feel the heat
And worship rock and roll.