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The Devil went down to Jersey, he was looking for a clown to kill...
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| Well, I guess this one will do... | |
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| (gulp!) Can't we make a deal? | |
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He was in a bind, he was way behind, the clown was willing to make a deal...
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| Here's the deal. If I don't kill you now, I get your soul when you die. | |
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| Well...there's just one slight problem... | |
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The clown explained, he was aleady drained, so his soul was not for sale.
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| I already sold my soul to rock n roll...Sorry! | |
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