Beelz Lyrics
| Song | Beelz |
| Artist | Stephen Lynch |
| Album | The Craig Machine |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Lynch | |
| (Spoken) I figured since | |
| I wrote a song about you know | |
| God and Jesus and all that | |
| I would have to give the opposition equal time. (Sung) | |
| Ever since first man has walked this | |
| Earth I have been here | |
| To whisper seeds of doubt and evil thoughts into his ear | |
| I am the beast, the outcast angel fallen from on high | |
| I go by many names but there is one you can't deny | |
| My name is | |
| Satan, hi everybody! | |
| Ahh, let me tell you a little about myself | |
| My friends all call me old scratch and | |
| I am a Capricorn | |
| My turn ons are romantic walks and killing the unborn | |
| I've got little devil horns, and a little | |
| Goatee, Little devil eyes to help a little devil see | |
| And little cloven hooves that make it kinda hard to ski | |
| I'm Satan, | |
| Woo Hoo! Mephistopheles for some. | |
| I don't know. | |
| My real name is | |
| Beelzebub, but you can call me | |
| Beelz I love to watch | |
| Fox news and then go club some baby seals | |
| Then I'll take a bubble bath and drink a zinfandel | |
| Try to wash off that baby seal smell | |
| And then I'll make a toast to me | |
| Hey, here's to my hell...th | |
| My name is | |
| Satan. Ah | |
| Hah! To carry on my evil ways | |
| I went and had a son | |
| And now he makes his living as a singing comedian | |
| I'm in every | |
| Zeppelin album | |
| I'm in all | |
| Rush Limbaugh's rants | |
| I'm the reason that the | |
| Boston Red | |
| Sox even had a chance | |
| And if I want to eat your soul, | |
| I'll just throw it on a griddle. | |
| I don't need to make a deal, | |
| I don't need to tell a riddle | |
| And fuck Charlie | |
| Daniels I don't care if he can fiddle | |
| I'm Satan. | |
| The Devil went down to | |
| Georgia, he was looking for a soul to steal | |
| Thats fucking bullshit because | |
| I wouldn't be caught dead in | |
| Georgia Ok, it's like | |
| Oh my God! | |
| Six, Six, | |
| Six! Satan! | |
| Look, that's just how | |
| I picture him. | |
| You fucking think of whatever you want. |
| zuo qu : Lynch | |
| Spoken I figured since | |
| I wrote a song about you know | |
| God and Jesus and all that | |
| I would have to give the opposition equal time. Sung | |
| Ever since first man has walked this | |
| Earth I have been here | |
| To whisper seeds of doubt and evil thoughts into his ear | |
| I am the beast, the outcast angel fallen from on high | |
| I go by many names but there is one you can' t deny | |
| My name is | |
| Satan, hi everybody! | |
| Ahh, let me tell you a little about myself | |
| My friends all call me old scratch and | |
| I am a Capricorn | |
| My turn ons are romantic walks and killing the unborn | |
| I' ve got little devil horns, and a little | |
| Goatee, Little devil eyes to help a little devil see | |
| And little cloven hooves that make it kinda hard to ski | |
| I' m Satan, | |
| Woo Hoo! Mephistopheles for some. | |
| I don' t know. | |
| My real name is | |
| Beelzebub, but you can call me | |
| Beelz I love to watch | |
| Fox news and then go club some baby seals | |
| Then I' ll take a bubble bath and drink a zinfandel | |
| Try to wash off that baby seal smell | |
| And then I' ll make a toast to me | |
| Hey, here' s to my hell... th | |
| My name is | |
| Satan. Ah | |
| Hah! To carry on my evil ways | |
| I went and had a son | |
| And now he makes his living as a singing comedian | |
| I' m in every | |
| Zeppelin album | |
| I' m in all | |
| Rush Limbaugh' s rants | |
| I' m the reason that the | |
| Boston Red | |
| Sox even had a chance | |
| And if I want to eat your soul, | |
| I' ll just throw it on a griddle. | |
| I don' t need to make a deal, | |
| I don' t need to tell a riddle | |
| And fuck Charlie | |
| Daniels I don' t care if he can fiddle | |
| I' m Satan. | |
| The Devil went down to | |
| Georgia, he was looking for a soul to steal | |
| Thats fucking bullshit because | |
| I wouldn' t be caught dead in | |
| Georgia Ok, it' s like | |
| Oh my God! | |
| Six, Six, | |
| Six! Satan! | |
| Look, that' s just how | |
| I picture him. | |
| You fucking think of whatever you want. |
| zuò qǔ : Lynch | |
| Spoken I figured since | |
| I wrote a song about you know | |
| God and Jesus and all that | |
| I would have to give the opposition equal time. Sung | |
| Ever since first man has walked this | |
| Earth I have been here | |
| To whisper seeds of doubt and evil thoughts into his ear | |
| I am the beast, the outcast angel fallen from on high | |
| I go by many names but there is one you can' t deny | |
| My name is | |
| Satan, hi everybody! | |
| Ahh, let me tell you a little about myself | |
| My friends all call me old scratch and | |
| I am a Capricorn | |
| My turn ons are romantic walks and killing the unborn | |
| I' ve got little devil horns, and a little | |
| Goatee, Little devil eyes to help a little devil see | |
| And little cloven hooves that make it kinda hard to ski | |
| I' m Satan, | |
| Woo Hoo! Mephistopheles for some. | |
| I don' t know. | |
| My real name is | |
| Beelzebub, but you can call me | |
| Beelz I love to watch | |
| Fox news and then go club some baby seals | |
| Then I' ll take a bubble bath and drink a zinfandel | |
| Try to wash off that baby seal smell | |
| And then I' ll make a toast to me | |
| Hey, here' s to my hell... th | |
| My name is | |
| Satan. Ah | |
| Hah! To carry on my evil ways | |
| I went and had a son | |
| And now he makes his living as a singing comedian | |
| I' m in every | |
| Zeppelin album | |
| I' m in all | |
| Rush Limbaugh' s rants | |
| I' m the reason that the | |
| Boston Red | |
| Sox even had a chance | |
| And if I want to eat your soul, | |
| I' ll just throw it on a griddle. | |
| I don' t need to make a deal, | |
| I don' t need to tell a riddle | |
| And fuck Charlie | |
| Daniels I don' t care if he can fiddle | |
| I' m Satan. | |
| The Devil went down to | |
| Georgia, he was looking for a soul to steal | |
| Thats fucking bullshit because | |
| I wouldn' t be caught dead in | |
| Georgia Ok, it' s like | |
| Oh my God! | |
| Six, Six, | |
| Six! Satan! | |
| Look, that' s just how | |
| I picture him. | |
| You fucking think of whatever you want. |
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