Jim Bianco

To Hell With the Devil
To hell with the devilI'm selling my soul to youTo hell with the devilI'm selling my soul to youMy mind ain't level, my heart's unsettledFoot in the grave, foot on the pedalTo hell with the devilI'm selling my soul to youTo hell with the devilI'm selling my soul to youA storm won't stop the wheelsOf this hot machineA storm won't stop the wheelsOf this hot machineI fight throught the flood, the rain and the mudWith the pulse in the blood, the force of the metalTo hell with the devilI'm selling my soul to youTo hell with the devilI'm selling my soul to youAngel in the backseat, thunder on the radioHeavy on the concrete, heavy as a heart beat slowTo hell with the devilSongtexteI'm selling my soul to youTo hell with the devilI'm selling my soul to youTo hell with the devilI'm selling my soul to youTo hell with the devilI'm selling my soul to youTo hell with the devilI'm selling my soul to youTo hell with the devilI'm selling my soul to youTo hell with the devilI'm selling my soul to you Aus Songtexte Mania