Paint a Formal Portrait Lyrics

I woke up in the dry Mojave, by an old wooden chair and a young cottonwood tree

Standing on a dry lake bed, Cumulus clouds were floating over my head

On the far edge of an ancient dry lake shore

I saw a distant figure I could not ignore

He walked straight up, sat in that chair, and I could see it was Lucifer sitting there

And he said

Won't you sit down? Won't you sit down? Won't you sit down and paint a formal portrait?

Won't you sit down ? Won't you sit down ? Won't you sit down and paint a formal portrait of me ?

Now, painting the devil, I had my doubts

But I couldn't help wondering what this was all about

He spoke to me, and he said

Paint me or you'll float forever in the clouds overhead

I looked up into the sky

And I could see faces in the clouds floating by

I thought of floating high in the air

And maybe those clouds could carry me anywhere

Floating high above the earth

Detached from conflict, what's that worth

Now that's something that I need to think about

Now I had a dilemma in my brain

Bargaining with Lucifer seemed insane

Painting the devil is something to beware

But what about floating for eternity way up there

And before I could think he said

Won't you sit down? Won't you sit down?

Won't you sit down and paint a formal a portrait?

Won't you sit down? Won't you sit down?

Won't you sit down and paint a formal portrait?

Won't you sit down? Won't you sit down?Won't you sit down and paint a formal portrait of me?

Paint a formal a portrait

Paint a formal a portrait

Paint a formal a portrait of me ?

Paint a formal a portrait of me ?

Paint a formal a portrait of me ?

Paint a formal a portrait of me ?