歌词
(Verse 1:)
I stood at the crossroads at midnight,
Expecting fire, brimstone, and a grand affair.
He showed up in a worn-out suit,
Said, "What’s the big deal? Let’s get this done."
He asked me what I wanted,
Like he was ordering from a drive-thru lane.
I said, "Fame, fortune, the usual stuff,"
And he nodded, like he’d heard it all before.
(Chorus)
I sold my soul to the devil, but only got a quarter,
A shiny little coin for my eternal barter.
Thought I’d be rich, with castles and gold,
But all I got was a story that’s old.
(Verse 2:)
I thought I’d get a mansion, a car that flies,
But all I got was a wink and a sigh.
The devil laughed, said, “Buddy, you’re late,
The good deals are gone, you’ll have to wait.”
I asked about power, a kingdom to rule,
He chuckled, “You’re cute, but don’t be a fool.
Kings these days are out of style,
How about a coupon? That’s more worthwhile.”
(Chorus)
I sold my soul to the devil, but only got a quarter,
A shiny little coin for my eternal barter.
Thought I’d be rich, with castles and gold,
But all I got was a story that’s old.
(Verse 3:)
He pulled out a contract, ancient and worn,
I squinted at the fine print, my eyes full of scorn.
“Is that in Latin?” I asked, feeling duped,
He just shrugged, “Nah, it’s more like legal soup.”
He said, “Sign here, in blood if you please,”
I pricked my finger, started to seize.
But all he gave me was a band-aid and grin,
I thought, “Man, this deal’s thinner than skin.”
(Chorus)
I sold my soul to the devil, but only got a quarter,
A shiny little coin for my eternal barter.
Thought I’d be rich, with castles and gold,
But all I got was a story that’s old.
(Verse 4:)
So now I’m stuck with this lousy deal,
No riches, no power, nothing surreal.
Just a quarter that jingles in my empty hand,
And a lesson learned I didn’t quite plan.
I tried to cash it in, at the corner store,
The clerk just laughed, “You must want more.”
So here I am, back where I began,
With nothing to show but this cheap, lousy scam.
(Chorus)
I sold my soul to the devil, but only got a quarter,
A shiny little coin for my eternal barter.
Thought I’d be rich, with castles and gold,
But all I got was a story that’s old.
(Outro)
Now I tell my tale to anyone who’ll listen,
How I met the devil, and what’s missin’.
They laugh, they gasp, they shake their heads,
At the fool who bargained for a quarter instead.
So if you ever find yourself at that crossroads,
Remember my tale, and how it unfolds.
Keep your soul, don’t be a clown,
Or you’ll end up with a quarter and a frown.
(Chorus)
I sold my soul to the devil, but only got a quarter,
A shiny little coin for my eternal barter.
Thought I’d be rich, with castles and gold,
But all I got was a story that’s old.
