Shook Hands With the Devil
I shook hands with the devil
He spoke to me
I’ve been sworn to be a rebel
He told me to fight
For my rights
As a citizen
Don’t take crap from anyone
Live your life
And make it fun
Be a rebel son
I shook hands with god
It was rather odd
He told me
Don’t be a rebel and listen to the devil
He wants to hurt you
No matter what you do
Listen to me
Climb to the peak of the tree
You can reach for the stars
Or even mars
If you listen to me
And climb that tree
Don’t be afraid
Your future had been laid
Out on a light
Your future looks bright
Just keep your head up high
Until you die
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