Baby Satan Lyrics

Guess who's back?

Baby Satan, born again, horny as sin

Horns are stickin' in pussy skin, where to begin

Sperm to a worm, then I die again

Slurped and burped into the fryin' pan

Day we're born, we're fuckin' dyin' man

I can't wait to fuckin' die again

See Phil Spector and all of my friends

I can't wait to fuckin' burn my hands

On the gates of Hell when they let me in

Bum rush that shit with my dick on swole

Set fire to my soul

I can't wait to confess my love for the human race

A very gracious host, a very spacious place

I must say, thanks for all the drugs

But now I'm throwin' the dueces, this life is useless

Either God's a doofus or he's crazy as Dr. Suess is (what?)

But I'll be back in two bits, huge dick, not givin' two shits

When your Ouija board says show me your tits

Guess who it is?

I'm born again, I'm back

I'm feelin' like a snack

Been around the block a few times

Six-sixty-six in fact

I'm born again, I'm back

I'm feelin' like a snack

Been around the block a few times

Six-sixty-six in fact

Baby Satan's back, y'all

I saved up a hell of a nut

Haters say that I ain't real

But I feel like a million bucks

Baby Satan's back, y'all

This bag is about to burst

This fuckin' Earth just went from bad to worse

I'll be standin' in judgement someday

But I'm standin' in dog shit right now

It's a sin to rap on a Sunday?

Let a motherfucker strike me down

Not scared of the lightning, delighted that I might be

Worth a moment of attention

From a God that's too fake to mention

Is this Hell or a parallel dimension?

All alone on my throne, Slayer tapes, animal bones

24/7 disgusting porn, nobody asked if I wanna be born

Baby Satan, free at last

Be careful where you're stickin' that ass

Baby girl you better do the damn thang

Baby Satan's goin' out with a bang

You motherfuckers better stay away

From the Gateway mall before I kill you all

When you hear "Blaze of Glory" on the intercom, hit the fuckin' deck

Think I'm playin', better get your fuckin' pretzels and shit before I spray the walls

You can call me Swamp Thing - 'cause I'm hung like Shrek

I'm born again, I'm back

I'm feelin' like a snack

Been around the block a few times

Six-sixty-six in fact

I'm born again, I'm back

I'm feelin' like a snack

Been around the block a few times

Six-sixty-six in fact

Baby Satan's back, y'all

I saved up a hell of a nut

Haters say that I ain't real

But I feel like a million bucks

Baby Satan's back, y'all

This bag is about to burst

This fuckin' Earth just went from bad to worse

Baby Satan's back, y'all

I saved up a hell of a nut

Haters say that I ain't real

But I feel like a million bucks

Baby Satan's back, y'all

This bag is about to burst

This fuckin' Earth just went from bad to worse