| Anything you want I offer you
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| Back in the Twenties, one night in Mississippi
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| A young man standing at the crossroads
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| Not another soul to see
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| When one dark figure came and proposed the darndest thing
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| He could not not resist, the two cut a deal
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| And it turned out so, so sweet
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| I want it, too
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| Hellfire halo, here’s my soul
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| Now go and make the people love me
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| Hellfire halo, overload
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| Who cares about the price I have to pay?
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| I don’t!
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| It’s a small price, look what you could do
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| Then in the Sixties in some old English field
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| Four men wanted their own kingdom
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| Hellbent to strike a deal
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| When the dark figure reappeared he held the key
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| One did resist, but three did agree
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| And it turned out oh-so sweet
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| I want it, too!
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| Hellfire halo, here’s my soul
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| Now go and make the people love me
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| Hellfire halo, overload
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| Who cares about the price I have to pay?
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| I don’t!
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| All these I will give you
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| If you will fall down and worship me
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| Hellfire halo, here’s my soul
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| Hellfire halo, overload
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| For what will it profit a man
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| If he gains the whole world and forfeits his soul?
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| Hellfire halo, here’s my soul
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| Now go and make the people love me
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| Hellfire halo, overload
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| Who cares about the price I have to pay?
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| I don’t! |