At the stroke of twelve I grabbed my guitar
And headed out to the crossroads of sin
I drove out to the middle of nowhere and parked my car
Thats when the trouble really began
I was approached by a strange old man
He had fiery eyes and he was dressed in black
He certainly wasnt johnny cash
he had a contract from hell in his hand
I signed in blood along the dotted line
he promised me fame and fortune and a really cool band
I guess that the value of my soul
Im damned to hell for rock and roll
If I had a second chance id do it again
just consider that a soul well spent
H E L L
Im goin to hell
Thats just the way its gotta be
Well oh well
Guess im goin to hell
I sold my soul to the devil for a minimal fee
now its 12 am 10 years down the line
I awake to the devil at my door
hes pounding away and telling me ive run out of time
we signed the deal 10 years to the day
Thats the way it is I have no say
on my knees prayin to jesus and maria
guess the shows over folks, well, see ya
H E L L
Im goin to hell
Thats just the way its gotta be
Well oh well
Guess im goin to hell
I sold my soul to the devil for a minimal fee
(Solo)
Well oh well
Guess im goin to hell
Thats just the way its gotta be
H E L L
Im goin to hell
I sold my soul to the devil for a minimal fee
Last edited by RockinRustle; 04-25-2014 at 03:58 PM.
Great! I love the lines "He had fiery eyes and he was dressed in black/ He certainly wasnt johnny cash". Solid songwriting. I just feel there needs to be maybe one more verse.
well, oh well, guess I'm going to hell...
Hahahaha! I simply LOVE this irony here.
Deal made, off you go, like a little boy promising his dad to remember what the deal was.
No questions asked. Mr Death has come to take you away.
I don't miss anything. I would hate to see to many explanations.
Just a nice beat to it, the crowds could pump up and down, hands in the air,
all heading for hell