I got a soul for sale, meet me in the parking lot
You can have it for a bargain, I just wanna play guitar
And make enough to keep some foreigns in my thirteen-car garage
I got a soul for sale, just sitting here collecting dust
Heard the devil’d make an offer, all I gotta do is holler
I been thinking ‘bout calling that mother fucker up and saying
Yo, yo, come on
HARDY wants some brand new foreigns for his new collection (Damn)
But me I want the cross from the resurrection (Jesus)
So I can clone the one and only man himself (Jesus)
The second coming (Come on)
To help us all get out this Hell (Please help us)
Never mind those bitches (Bitches)
You been fuckin’ with this (Bitches)
Your constitution on some lame ass business shit or is it (Or is it)
You’ll go to find that diamond (Find that diamond)
On point with epic timin’ (Epic timin’)
Well look no further D, I got that country Bizkit rhymin’
I got a soul for sale, meet me in the parking lot
You can have it for a bargain, I just wanna play guitar
And make enough to keep some foreigns in my thirteen-car garage
I got a soul for sale, just sitting here collecting dust
Heard the devil’d make an offer, all I gotta do is holler
I been thinking ‘bout calling that motherfucker up and saying
I’m ready for the weekdays to turn into the weekends
Never know what day it is
Singin’ songs to my friends on a Sunday
Sippin’ spiked lemonade until the morning on Monday
Whatever it takes to be free and have this melody feed my entire family
Just sign a motherfucker up and do it ASAP
I’ll put my blood on the line so we can call it a wrap
‘Cause I
I got a soul for sale, meet me in the parking lot
You can have it for a bargain, I just wanna play guitar
And make enough to keep some foreigns in my thirteen-car garage
I got a soul for sale, just sitting here collecting dust
Heard the devil’d make an offer, all I gotta do is holler
I been thinking ‘bout calling that motherfucker up and saying
I don’t know what gives, I don’t know what gives
I can’t sit here waiting fading anymore
I got a soul for sale, meet me in the parking lot
You can have it for a bargain, I just wanna play guitar
And make enough to keep some foreigns in my thirteen-car garage
I got a soul for sale, just sitting here collecting dust
Heard the devil’d make an offer, all I gotta do is holler
I been thinking ‘bout calling that motherfucker up and saying
Other lyrics by HARDY:
Bedrooms In The Sky
Concrete creeps, old trees fall Whether we like it or not, the blacktops and parking lots are gonna cover it all It might take a thousand years, hell, I pray it’s …
Bottomland
Bury me in bottomland With my Grandpa’s rifle in my hand Lord, just take me as I am Bury me in bottomland I am just a country boy Where I come from didn’t …
Bro Country
Bro country Damn what a run You did what the whole world thought couldn’t be done You flew like an eagle, but, hey, don’t the sun Burn if you’re up …
Buck On The Wall
There’s a house in the woods My old man’s old man Built the best that he could Outta trees off that land Foundation’s got a few cracks Tin roof just …
Car That Drove You Away
I wish I was a car that drove you away ‘Cause if I was, I’d slow you up and slam those brakes Yeah, I’d break down before you got halfway to your …