Soul to Sell

I got a call from my girlfriend

The other day

I said hey, its nice to hear from you

And she started to say

Don't get too excited

Cause this is gonna sting

But I think that we need

To talk about a few things

That's when she called me a deviant

She called me perverse

I was hoping it was gonna end there

But it only got worse

It seemed like saving me

Would be her ultimate goal

But that's when she told me

I was waistin' my soul

And she continued with her venom

And biblical rhymes

I said hang on there a second baby

I don't remember committing no crimes

These things you're talking about

While they all might be true

Exactly which one of these

Is news to you?

So I spent the next hour thinking

As her ramblin' went on

I guess I could probably unload it

If it's already gone

So I interrupted her

I said excuse me honey

But if you know somebody looking for a soul

I could sure use the money

I got a soul to sell

I got a soul to sell

I got a pretty good feeling

This ain't gonna end well

So if you got a little money

I got a soul to sell

She spoke with her professor

About me in his class

He told her it just ain't normal

That guy smoking all of that grass

He told her I need to change

My deviant ways

Hanging out all the time

With them potheads and gays

Like the telephone was my sofa

She rambled in my ear

And she spoke in a way she said

Was both moral and clear

About all the changes I needed to make If I wanted to get with it

I said hang on there a second baby

I never pegged you for no bigot

Is this, I continued

What they teach you in church

Between all that hate and all that hypocrisy

Man, I don't know which is worse

In fact you don't need to worry

About my mortal well being

Cause in my eyes, the shortest distance

To believing is seeing

She said didn't understand

What I was going on about

But that she spoke to her professor

It didn't leave any doubt

She had to stop talking with deviant guys

And when she said she'd alway love me

That was just another one of her lies

I got a soul to sell

I got a soul to sell

I got a pretty good feeling

This ain't gonna end well

So if you got a little money

I got a soul to sell

Soul to sell

I got a soul to sell

I'm on a nasty Greyhound bus

On the highway to hell

So if you got a little money

I got a soul to sell