I'M THE TRAVELING SALESMAN (you know)
Just someone who has a passion for telling stories in song. What kind of stories? Stories about life. Downloads are free. God created them, I just discover them
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I'M THE TRAVELING SALESMAN (you know)
You won't detect me by sound or sight
As I slither, and I bite
Steal your grounding faith like a thief
I've got my wares to sell
And I do my job so well
Make you question all you cherish and believe
Sell you life with no meaning
Asked "Is God dead?" in a magazine not long ago
Cause I'm the traveling salesman, you know
I'm a painter and on my palette
Every Christian creed I've taught to doubt it
I've taught it all began with Constantine
With each brush stroke I add on
You believe the lies I've drawn
About that Black book you carry but don't read
That's what my sales pitch relies on
And you've caught each pitch I've thrown
Cause I'm the traveling salesman, you know
I'm a goulish, souless grifter
And a twister of reality
I could show your baby sister
Some of my more noble qualities
You're all decked out in full regalia
With all the emblems of "Hey, you know I've got to tell ya...
Just look at you, that suit fits like a glove
Uh, Anyway, Did you know I was your tailor
And as a fellow chronic, moral failure
You kind of look like me, push comes to shove
I'm a drive by hit and run soul slayer
And I take trade-ins on souls
Cause I'm the traveling salesman, you know
So when you paint your own self portrait
That's not me, it's you you'll loathe
Hey, I'm just a traveling salesman, you know
Cause I'm the traveling salesman
I'm just a traveling salesman, you know
