While you're strolling down the fairway

Showing no remorse

Glowing from the poisons

They've sprayed on your golf course

While you're busy sinking birdies

And keeping your scorecard

The devil's been busy in your back yard.



Steaming down the highway

With your trips of toxic waste

Where you gonna hide it

Maybe outer space?

You don't know what you're doing

Or what you have to guard

The devil's been busy in your back yard.



Sometimes you think you're crazy

But you know you're only mad

Sometimes you're better off not knowing

How much you've been had.



You see your second cousin

Wasted in a fight

You say he had it coming

You couldn't do it right

You're in a western movie, playing the little part

The devil's been busy in your back yard



The devil's been busy now

The devil's been busy now



Sometimes they say you're wicked

But you know that can't be bad

Sometimes you're better off not knowing

It'll only make you sad.



They're coming down Piccadilly

Tripping after dosh

Arresting Sticky Willy

Clubbering him with their cosh

They just might not have noticed, they've been beating him so hard



The devil's been busy in your back yard

Yeah the devil's been busy now

The devil's been busy in your back yard

Whoa, whoa, whoa busy now

The devil's been busy in your back yard.

Yeah the devil's been busy now