A Fable with No Moral

Lyrics

I went & sold my soul so I could pay my rent I waited by the mail, but the check was never sent So I called the Devil up, but I just got his machine I left an angry message, said I gotta have the green! I didn't give up then, but I made another plan: If Satan didn't want my soul I'd sell it to the man I tried to find the number, but it wasn't in the book I'd get the money anyhow, no matter what it took - No matter what it took... No paragon of virtue, at least I'm not a thief - It's so easily justified but always leads to grief So I got a piece of cardboard & made myself a sign To sell my soul below the market rate was my design I went down on the street & I tried to make the deal A Land Rover drove right by with Satan at the wheel He saw what I was doing & said "That's not yours to sell! You'll get your check tomorrow & I'll see your ass in Hell - So you'd better spend it well..."