A Fable With No Moral Lyrics

	作词 : Coomes
	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..."

	zuo ci : Coomes
	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..."

	zuò cí : Coomes
	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..."

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