Song Description

This song is a metaphor for compromising one's principles for success. When one gives up their identity for success, it loses its flavor and is no longer worth having.

Lyrics

I bought a drink for the devil
he said, "thank you the next one's on me."
and i said, "thank you sir, but I've had my fill.
it's getting late you see."

He said, "give it up! enough is enough!
You're not impressing no one here.
Now, drink up."

I was already under the table
when he slid the pen in my hand
he said, "if you want to sign,
On the dotted line,
i'll make you happy man."

I shook the hand of the devil
and put the contract in his hand
he smiled at me
through his crooked teeth
"I'll be back for you," he said,
"in time."

now I know evil
and I know good,
content eating scraps
of the devils food
And I may have women
I may never die,
But the more that I eat,
I am less satisfied.

now sugar has lost its flavor
and love has lost its hold
well, true to his word,
the devil returned
with the contract in his hand...