It's midnight Unholy powers rising A brand new shirt and cologne His platform shoes shine Like brightly polished mirrors He's going dancing, he'll boogie tonight
I can you hear Satan laughing? We have such good times He's got that special something in his evil eye
It's midnight The witching hour's rising I heard a knock at the door Through the peephole The Lord of Flies is waving A bottle of Scotch he's raring to go
I can you hear Satan laughing? We have such good times He's got that special something in his evil eye
In his evil eye In his evil eye In his evil eye In his evil eye
