HEY! How are ya doin'? I said HEY! please answer my question Don't ignore me I'm only imploring on what kind of condition your day was in? Is it a good day? Or is it a bad one? Is it slightly off or does it just feel great to be alive? Is it sunny? is it raining animals? Is there a tornado or a hurricane ruining your way of life? I hope it's none of them bad ones, but only the good ones But if it's bad, well you know you have my sympathies So Please be careful, & please stay cheerful & please watch your step or you might just fall & break your knees I wouldn't go killing anybody if I was you! But I ain't you!

Tom Walker Blues Satan - You've been holding out! I've sold my soul, but there's still a hole in my bank account I thought we had a deal? I thought you had it sealed? I thought if I burned for eternity, you'd pay for all my meals? Lucifer is a buyer to beware I signed a contract & the fucking thing vanished in thin air I thought if I sold my soul I was gonna get a pot of gold Now I'm Prayin' to Jesus Christ that you didn't write in no loophole :Chorus: Give me my cash, ol' scratch I ain't gonna ask you twice My lawyer's already prepared To sue The Lord of the Flies Give me my money, Satan I am seriously getting kinda pissed When I sold my soul to the devil, I didn't think I wouldn't get shit Satan! Don'tcha tell me no lies Did ya really fucking think I wouldn't come to collect my prize? I thought when I shook your hand That I was gonna be a rich man Now my only source of cash is playing in this band (Chorus)

A Bundle of Styx It doesn't matter if I sleep with a woman almost every night, or eat more pussy than a canine with an appetite I love the ladies but I got an eye for you guys too - androgynous, but I've still got bigger balls than you not based on whose ass I fuck any given day, It's okay to be gay, but some might say it might be better some other way - well, I got something I gotta say! I might not catch it but I'll pitch it & I'll hit it pretty fucking hard I'm a bugger but I'll fuck her; Venus, David, or any piece of art I like what I like, & I'm psyched to be who I've been from the very start I could win the war & run for office, if I wanna crack at it, I could start a whole family & be a better dad than Bob Saget while still making a loud as fuck rock n roll racket, but to a bigot I'm still just half a fucking faggot Does it really matter what somebody else does with their time? As long as they're not fucking you, you shouldn't even mind I ain't Hillary Clinton, always flippin' & floppin' & switching sides Maybe I don't wanna change, but god knows I've tried But God's got nothing to do with definitions of sin His own son was out fishin' with a dozen guys for men This ain't some PC-PSA about fucking both ways If it wasn't weird they wouldn't say queer, they'd just say 'okay' But we're all mad here, & It's still perfectly clear that some people are afraid of others taking a dick in the rear You're not scared of the faggots you're scared of yourself And what dick might make your tiny prick rise all by itself I'm just a bundle of sticks, damming up the damned river Styx - you're gonna blow me up I'm just a bundle of twigs, fallen from the tree of cursed figs, you're gonna burn me down

Black Phillip Take my hoof & I will show you your desire A witch's broom can only fly higher & higher Fruits of knowledge are just pleasures of the flesh Sweet to the taste & a sin you don't have to confess So sign my book in blood on the dotted line Just because I have your soul, doesn't mean we can't have a good time Bells ring with the tritone A black sabbath is to be had Listen to the maidens moan Who knew evil could be this bad? The woods at night is where our lord shall join our feasts Skyclad, we consume the blood & body of the beast Come to the sabbat & be anointed by the goat you love If we can fly that means there ain't no angels up above You've signed my book in blood just in time Just because I reside in hell doesn't mean I'm not still divine Bells ring with the tritone A black sabbath is to be had Making love to the mother crone I knew evil could be this bad! Prince of darkness, morning star, great bearer of truth Lord of music, composer of sin, hear these notes arranged for you I burn the flesh of babes to rise above the ground The screams of bones on the flame aren't the only sound Chant, my ladies! Chant, my pretties until your throats bleed Dance for me, dance upon me & let inside my seed You've signed my book in blood, now you're allowed to see you can come with me & live your life deliciously