Sam I Am

Well I got camera's all around me, Just trying to catch a glimpse. Of the money I didn't take, And how it never made much sense. With a face like that at only twenty-two, We could make you something great. We could box you up, and ship you out, And hope you sell out the first week. Well I shook hands with the Devil, And he said it's simple as selling, A few cheap dreams, to eager eyes, And what we take, we just won't tell em'. Sam I am, it's a masquerade, We'll sell your dreams, before the end of the day, And with the right words, We could tell you anything. Everyone wants to talk about, How the bright lights might just kill him. Spending money on the only good nights, That he can't even remember. With a girl like that, She'd be worth the time. Sam's on the phone, But Jenny's on the line, And she'd kill him dead, If she just had the time. Well I shook hands with the Devil, And he said it's simple as selling, A few cheap dreams, to eager eyes, And what we take, we just won't tell em'. Sam I am, it's a masquerade, We'll sell your dreams, before the end of the day, And with the right words, We could tell you anything. It's two bit kids, with tattood skin, In all jet black leather, with real cheap kicks. A few fun pills and good time to kill, With a real bad case of the shoot to thrill, It's a switchblade, two faced, dead end alleyway, Sell your soul kind of deal. Well I shook hands with the Devil, And he said it's simple as selling, A few cheap dreams, to eager eyes, And what we take, we just won't tell em'. Sam I am, it's a masquerade, We don't give a damn, just sign the page, And with the right words, We could tell you anything.