Jim Bianco

To Hell With the Devil Lyrics



To hell with the devil

I'm selling my soul to you

To hell with the devil

I'm selling my soul to you

My mind ain't level, my heart's unsettled

Foot in the grave, foot on the pedal

To hell with the devil

I'm selling my soul to you

To hell with the devil

I'm selling my soul to you



A storm won't stop the wheels

Of this hot machine

A storm won't stop the wheels

Of this hot machine

I fight throught the flood, the rain and the mud

With the pulse in the blood, the force of the metal

To hell with the devil

I'm selling my soul to you

To hell with the devil

I'm selling my soul to you



Angel in the backseat, thunder on the radio

Heavy on the concrete, heavy as a heart beat slow



To hell with the devil

I'm selling my soul to you

To hell with the devil

I'm selling my soul to you

To hell with the devil

I'm selling my soul to you

To hell with the devil

I'm selling my soul to you

To hell with the devil

I'm selling my soul to you

To hell with the devil

I'm selling my soul to you

To hell with the devil

I'm selling my soul to you