Devil Don't Want Me Blues

I've got the same chord progression It's an institution you should know So take your unchecked aggression And hide it down below Well, my fingers are hurting From the same old blues I've been out there searchin' In the morning dew Well, I didn't find nothing I found something to do It's not called Satanism It's the plagiarism blues It was Sunday evening Head full of smoke Dozing off a little bit Hope I don't choke Well, I tried to sell my soul to the Devil But he said he was good to go He said you've got more problems Than you'll ever know That even I don't want you In your plaid flannel clothes Go back to your flat-top guitar Go on down the road Well, I got some feet down In my shoes They're tapping out the time To the plagiarism blues Well, my fingers are hurting From the same old blues I've been out there searchin' In the morning dew Well, I didn't find nothing I found something to do It's not called Satanism It's the plagiarism blues