SONG: “Used Souls”
I buy and sell used souls my friend,
Off the rack and custom,
Sign here on the dotted line,
Then I go out and bust ’em.
Wedding souls cost extra,
Soulmates cost a dime,
I got souls without no souls,
I get them all the time.
To get a custom soul now,
You dive down in the Quantum,
Like swimming in the sewers,
And chant a holy mantram.
Satan is the dungeon lord,
Without him, you’d be fine,
But he will cause you trouble,
It’s trouble all the time.
The universe is full of pain,
Of suffering and toil,
A soul in torment wanders far,
Across the unknown soil.
I buy and sell used souls my friend,
I buy them all the time.
But if you throw your soul away,
And I find it, it is mine.
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Ah, the Bardo bus arriveth.
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See You At The Top!!!
gorby