I made a deal with the devil
The devil made a deal with me
He got something I got something
Both of us left happy
The devil’s a beast, on your soul he will feast
If you dare make a deal with him
But rich beyond your dreams will reach
If you decide your soul to trim!
I made a deal with the devil
The devil made a deal with me
He got something I got something
Both of us left happy
Faust wanted ultimate power
So his soul I seized
His ladies friends were all his ends
Til they died of disease!
I made a deal with the devil
The devil made a deal with me
He got something I got something
Both of us left happy
But finally, at the age of forty three
Faust’s years had run too short
His end was near, a smoking fear
Of never coming mort
I made a deal with the devil
The devil made a deal with me
He got something I lost something
Now the devil is happy
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