| Way far down a dirt road
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| Is a place I found where the devil used to go
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| He ain’t been here for some time
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| You can tell by the way nothing good ever seems divine
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| 'Cause the devil don’t care about the bills you have to pay
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| The devil don’t care about what you have to say
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| The devil don’t care about you anymore
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| Now trouble used to be the mark of the beast
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| With all these problems we gotta take the blame at least
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| It ain’t him that makes you do your wrong
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| It ain’t him who gave me the words to sing in this song
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| The devil don’t care which markets are not safe
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| The devil don’t care if you think you’re free and brave
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| The devil don’t care about you anymore
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| How many times have you helped your brother?
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| How many times have you heard your sister’s plea?
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| Now is the time for us to need each other
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| Now is the time to set your worries free, oh, set 'em free!
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| You can’t sell your soul
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| If nobody wants to buy it
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| Sell your soul
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| It’s already secondhand, already secondhand
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| You can’t sell your soul if nobody wants to buy it
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| No way
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| How many times have you helped your brother?
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| How many times have you heard your sister’s plea?
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| Now is the time for us to need each other
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| Now is the time to set your worries free, oh, set 'em free!
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| Oh, set 'em free
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| The devil don’t care about you anymore |