I'd rather choose my soul to lose
than leave around one confusing loose desire
Don't know if I'll ever learn
Can't wait till I get my turn
to burn in the infernal hellfire
I'm waiting for my last ride while
the bugle of my backside blows a blues in 'B'
Hope I don't run out of gas
Bet my sacrilicious ass
ain't nothing down there that scares me
Oh, yeah, and you know I'm in league with Satan
and you know there can be no debating my hell-bound trail
I was born with a tail
I'm evil, yeah, and I run free
There's molten leather in me so lets get the hell
Got the goods, brother, bring it on
My mother done brought me up wrong
And you can use my dick for a walking stick as well
Oh, yeah, and you know I'm in league with Satan
and you know, there can be no debating my hell-bound trail
I was born with a tail
I'm on a hell-bound trail
Born with a tail
Alright
It's time to fly the finger, yeah
that middle finger brings your point in and drives it home
On my head there's no crown of thorns
This evil scout has earned his horns
I'm gonna hop on top of your mom before I go
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, you know
I'm in league with Satan
and you know there can be no debating my hell-bound trail
I was born with a tail
I'm on a hell-bound trail
Born with a tail
