The wages of sin
Don't adjust for inflation
It’s a buyer’s market
When you sell your soul
Don't adjust for inflation
It’s a buyer’s market
When you sell your soul
From Jeffrey Foucault's "Ghost Repeater". Could be a lot of borrowed words from Mr. Foucault. Thanks to my brother Luke for introducing me to him.
2 comments:
Cool. *Exactly* the lines I bolded when I sent you the lyrics for this song a week or so back. Of course you couldn't see the bolding in your plain text mail reader, but that is what jumped out to me too.
Mr. Foucault in Denver in November. Seems like the venue is affiliated with some type of acoustic music society. Should be awesome.
No kidding, the same lines. I guess they're good.
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