Goddamned from Worm Paper by Nick Mundell

Sorry I sold my soul to the devil, already,
Last December, he was quite cold, quite deadly,
Quite unfriendly, that little, red, slob

Wipe that look from your face,
that smirk, from your lips,
Open up your ears, and give the ground a little kiss,

like this,

Do as she did, give as she gave,
the woman in the sky, her son in the cave,

do as she did, what a mistake,
her only son sent to the grave,

do as she did, give as she gave,
better in the sky, than in the cave

Jesus Christ, I forsake thee,
I don't know who's watching over me, but it ain't you

Sorry I sold my soul to the devil, already,
Last December, he was quite cold, quite deadly,
Quite unfriendly, that little, red, slob

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