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I did not sell my soul;
I left it on the streetcar home
And I got nothing in return

I never really used it in a meaningful way
Got no big plans for judgment day
Not much to miss, much less to save

So when I found it in my mailbox
With a note that spelled my name wrong
I knew just what it would say:

"Where did we go wrong, boy?
What did you expect?
We took it out in trade
It won't be very long, now
Whisper in the dark
It's time you got afraid."

So saddled with this dead man's debt
I marched myself straight down to heck
"Pray tell me, just who should I serve?"

Dude just chucklеd
Cracked his knuckles
Dipped his fеather in a well of fire and brimstone
Said, "you've got some fuckin' nerve!"

"Where did we go wrong, boy?
What did you expect?
We took it out in trade
It won't be very long, now
Whisper in the dark
It's time you got afraid."

Well that sounds fine
Could you read it to me slower?
Just to give it the once-over?
"It says you're mine
Paid on time
You were just a waste of water then you died."

Where did we go wrong, boy?
What did you expect?
We took it out in trade
It won't be very long, now
Whistling in the dark
It's time you got afraid

You think you were born wrong
But you had it made
And you pissed it all away
It won't be very long now
Waiting for that simple twist of unbecoming
Get your steps, count your blessings
Don't forget to check your balance
Hope you're fully paid