Devil Don't Want Me Blues

I've got the same chord progression
 It's an institution you should know
 So take your unchecked aggression
 And hide it down below
 Well, my fingers are hurting
 From the same old blues
 I've been out there searchin'
 In the morning dew
 Well, I didn't find nothing
 I found something to do
 It's not called Satanism
 It's the plagiarism blues
 It was Sunday evening
 Head full of smoke
 Dozing off a little bit
 Hope I don't choke
 Well, I tried to sell my soul to the Devil
 But he said he was good to go
 He said you've got more problems
 Than you'll ever know
 That even I don't want you
 In your plaid flannel clothes
 Go back to your flat-top guitar
 Go on down the road
 Well, I got some feet down
 In my shoes
 They're tapping out the time
 To the plagiarism blues
 Well, my fingers are hurting
 From the same old blues
 I've been out there searchin'
 In the morning dew
 Well, I didn't find nothing
 I found something to do
 It's not called Satanism
 It's the plagiarism blues