I sold my soul on Ebay for 2.75.
I sold it to an American.
Well, he needs it more than I.
I sold my soul on Ebay for 2.75.
Now I can go and buy
That big mac and large fries.
The plastic packed world that now I see
Delights with mediocrity:
My office, my car, my people, my house.
The blinkers are lifted from my eyes.
At my feet now lies a world
Full of possible profits.
Cause I sold my soul on Ebay for 2.75.
I sold it to an American.
Well, he needs it more than I.
I sold my soul on Ebay for 2.75.
Now I can go and buy
That big mac and large fries.
I saw my soul on TV
Worn next to a heart on a sleeve,
Protesting for some worthy cause,
Getting shot by stun grenades.
And as he was dragged away by the hair,
His bloody face stared out in pity at me.
Bloody fool,
Should’ve known
Nothing good comes cheap.
Now it’s his life messed up, whilst I live out the American dream.
Cause I sold my soul on Ebay for 2.75.
I sold it to an American.
Well, he needs it more than I.
I sold my soul on Ebay for 2.75.
Now I can go and buy
That big mac and large fries.