A Fable with No Moral - Lyrics - Quasi

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 *** in Hell - So you'd better spend it well..."