Motif M210

Now and then, you'll hear a story About the Devil buying souls About the fools who sell theirs to him And in return, get a pile of gold They warn you not to bargain with the father of all lies Am I alone in thinking we've got a demon demonized? No one is truly soulless At least that's what I believe Because I bargained with the Devil And the Devil sold his soul to me I saw the Devil outside the gambling hall With his head down between his knees He was breathing hard into a paper bag And he was crying, "Baby, please!" I put my arm around him and said, "Are you gonna be alright?" He asked if I'd sell my soul to him For a cube of Turkish delight I asked if that pitch had worked before He said, "Two times out of three" But when we had finished haggling The Devil sold his soul to me I didn't bring my true love back from the dead I still can't play the violin But ain't nobody can punish me If I live a life of sin The Bible says we're going to be ashamed of the oaks which we've desired And that the God of Israel is going to cut us down with a razor that's been hired But with the link in the description Your first two shaves are free Because I bartered with the Devil And the Devil sold his soul to me He sold his soul to me Sold his soul to me, yeah Sold his soul to me He sold his soul to me Sold his soul to me He sold his soul to me Sold his soul to me