SHOOTING STAR STUDIO PRODUCTIONS

For Sale

03:31
Demo
Pat Aureli

Story

This song is about sacrificing one's freedom and spirit for the material things and the American dream, but realizing that you've made a terrible mistake. Everyone can relate to this at one time or another in their lives.

Lyrics

FOR SALE
By Pat Aureli ©2001


Sell the three-bedroom ranch house
With the paved driveway and picket fence
Sell the dining room furniture
‘Cause none of it makes any sense

Sell the wide-screen TV
And that ol’ entertainment center
Sell the four-poster bed
And that ugly bedspread from your mother

‘Cause I sold my soul
When I sold my motorcycle
Yeah, I lost my old friend
With a tiny ad in the classified

And how I miss that ride
And all her shiny chrome
Now everything’s for sale
Yeah, everything I own
And all I know is
I’ve gotta get that bike back home

I’m gonna sell everything that doesn’t move
I’m gonna sell everything you talked me into
I’m gonna sell everything I just can’t use
‘Cause I sold my soul
When I sold my motorcycle

Yeah, I lost my old friend
With a tiny ad in the classified
And how I miss that ride
And all her shiny chrome
Now everything’s for sale
Yeah, everything I own
And all I know is
I’ve gotta get that bike back home

Sell that old Ford pick-up truck
You know it always ran kind of rough
Sell the baseball cards and racing stuff
Sittin’ on the shelf collectin’ dust

Sell the washer and dryer
The stove and refrigerator
Sell the lawnmower and power tools
You know I won’t need them later

‘Cause I sold my soul
When I sold my motorcycle

©2001 Patricia Ann Aureli, BMI