Couldn't Sell It

by @fiteclub

Liner Notes

Based on a Turkish tradition. If you lose something you say out loud "The devil took it. The devil couldn't sell it. He has brought it back."

Lyrics

I remember you backlit by a porchlight
Folks know me with a floodlight in my face
These perspectives turned to warning
When I woke up in the morning
My heart beside me on my pillow case

The devil took it from me just last weekend
To be honest I’d forgot it at the bar
I knew that how I left it,
It was no use for his mischief
it was wrecked and old and dirty, like my car

Scratch he is a friend of mine from way back
We used to rock and roll back in old Lagrange
So when he didn’t clear a profit,
He came standing with his hand out,
Just like you he’s asking me for change

It’s a buyer’s market now as he would find out
He said he’d failed because he aimed too high
It was bruised bad from a hard fight
On the morning of a hard night
He never could have sold it, in the light

Scratch he’s a friend of mine from way back
We'd rock and roll when we were in Lagrange
When he didn’t clear a profit,
He came standing with his hand out,
Just like you he’s asking me for change

Forgotten things come back to us like heroes
Worn memories mend what’s been torn apart
But he gave up on the hustle
Returned my worthless muscle
On the pillow, my old wounded battered heart

Scratch he is a friend of mine from way back
You know we rocked and we rolled all around Lagrange
But he didn’t clear a profit,
so he’s standing with his hand out,
And just like you he’s asking me for change

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