Lyrics:

Talking board-misunderstood. What looked good
On paper even looked better on wood.
A card game way out of control. Divining what's
To be while tempting fortune with the soul.
The table tilts the lights go dim and then the fun
Begins. We stay up late and it's all great,
The Parker Brothers sin, can't be undone.
Designed by Satan.
It's all in fun.
Designed by Satan.

John Edwards is much to Blane. The Renaissance is
All but Fair, they all bring on the same.
When will the dirt bags ever learn? For every
Slayer melody a thousand more will burn.

A thousand miles below the floor
Where screams cannot be heard.
And those that don't believe don't care don't
Recognize the word, until he's won
Designed by Satan
It's all in fun
Designed by Satan

Let's review the rules of the game
Innocent flirtation can lead to eternal flames.
Why chance it? Why pick up the deck?
When Chutes N' Ladders kicks much ass,
And won't send you to Heck.
The table tilts the lights go dim and then the fun
Begins. We stay up late and it's all great,
The Parker Brothers sin, can't be undone.
Designed by Satan.
It's all in fun.
Designed by Satan.