Satan's Barbecue

Welcome to my hellhole, it's time to pay the priceMeet the evil master -- he will treat you so niceHe'll put you in a cookie jar filled with blood and creamAnd shake it for some time until you're sticky and sweetThen he'll put you on the Barby, you're juicy and fineInviting people to the party, all of them are going blindJeffrey Dahmer and Ted Bundy, George Foreman and the clownMr.Foreman by the Barby, Mr.Dahmer by the pool, so don't you make a sound?Come and join, tenderloin, come and join the barbecueLets kill and grill on Satan's avenueCome and join, tenderloin, come and join the barbecueLet's grill and kill at Satan's barbecueSatan's barbecue!!!Satan's going crazy, twisting by the poolDahmer's slipping cocktails while looking through his toolsMr Bundy's filling up the beear-bong, Mr.Foreman's flipping steaksThey're having such a blast 'cause everybody know what it takesSatan's bringing out the mustard, it's spicy and sweetEverybody wants some ketchup and some salad with the meatThe poor dude on the Barby, is getting in the moodEverybody is screaming: Food, Food, Food, Food, Food!!Food is on the table, Foreman's slicing up the steakThere is nothing like a party as when a hungry hell awakesCome and join, tenderloin, come and join the barbecueLets kill and grill on Satan's avenueCome and join, tenderloin, come and join the barbecueLet's grill and kill at Satan's barbecueSatan's barbecue!!!Get in the mood!! At Satan's barbecue!!