Yesterday I sold my soul to the Nazi party
And donated all the proceeds to the Salvation Army
We'll launder all our money in a laundry machine
I know the money's still dirty but at least the dirt is clean
Yesterday I sold my soul to John D. Rockefeller
Who was generous, but only if you're
A Standard Oil seller
He had the most ungodly smile that I've ever seen
So keep your hands filthy clean
You know what I mean, yeah
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Yesterday I sold my soul to some crazy fucker
And I managed to convince him it was me who played the sucker
We'll make those shady deals through the eyes of a vulture
But if there were no sellouts, there'd be no pop culture
And so my friends I hope you like this little allegory
Because everybody loves a little rags-to-riches story
Now you understand the meaning when I sing
Keep your hands filthy clean
You know what I mean, yeah
You know what I mean, yeah