You know me, I could be your best friend Makin dreams come true from the east side to the west end But perhaps an introductions in order Some see me as sinister, but Im a simple soul sorter They paint me as the bad guy, guile incarnate Horned and mustachioed, styled in scarlet As you can see, Im quite welldressed and kempt Cleanshaven and I write off the rest as contempt They got it out for me, but thats neither here nor there Theyre the ones who made this world neither clear nor fair And evil? I wouldnt go quite that far I dont claim to be faultless, but we are who we are And all Im here do is make your dreams a reality You wanna fly? Let me take care of gravity Fame, power, sex? You want it then have it, see Im here for you, to assist in your depravity [hook] Now let me level with you, its a twoway street You get whatever grips you, but the loot aint free If Ima give you the world, I best be seeing returns The promise of your soul before this meeting adjourns Onetime deal, so you can take or leave it Offer so real you couldnt make believe it You got the rest of your life before the payments due Its like no money down til youre through Its always up to you, you could plot the devout route Or you can go through me and get your lot without doubt But, candy or rock whether or not you found out It might taste sweet but itll rot your mouth out The paperworks drawn up here on the desk So if youre up for the deal, lets endorse the check Now, while it might not be as diabolical as mine Ima need your signature right here on this dotted line [hook] You made a big decision here today, my friend The smart one, too, and that I commend But why so worried, its not like youre the first A lot of clients ended up accepting the curse That kid Nic from Genoa, used to play on the street Plucked a mandolin so his family could eat Just seven years old when he made the trade Best damned fiddler to this day to play And Little Robert Dusty from Robinsonville He was always awful trusty and honest until That late night by old Will Dockerys plantation When we bartered for that musical incantation And fair warning after this visits conclusion Youll convince yourself that I was just a vivid delusion And in time, my memory will fade to a rumor But Ill be back to collect, later or sooner [hook]
dockerys, robinsonville, adjourns, mustachioed, genoa