You see the devil haunts a hungry man. And if you don’t wanna join him. Well, you gotta figure out someway to beat him

I ain’t sayin’ I beat the devil. But I did drink his beer for nothin’. And then I stole his song

You can still hear me singin’

To the people who don’t listen

To the things that I am sayin’

Prayin’ someone’s gonna hear

And I guess I’ll die explaining

How the things that they complain about

Are things they could be changin’

Hopin’ someone’s gonna care.

I was born to be a singer. And I’m bound to die the same. But I’ve got to feed this hunger in my soul

If I never have a nickel. I won’t die in shame. 'Cause I do believe that someone wants to know…