Lyrics:

The Devil went to Devon
Felt like the Fourth Degree.
He said is it hot in here
Or is it only me?

Satan sat in Surrey,
sweating like a pig
He said is this just a fluke
Or maybe something big?

CHORUS:
Warmer than hell,
Warmer than hell,
Warmer than hell.

Beelzebub’s in Brighton
Last time there he froze
Now he says the sand is far too hot
For his poor cloven toes.

Prince of Darkness went to Plymouth
Summer all year long.
Said is this global warming,
Or just some stupid song?

CHORUS:
Warmer than hell,
Warmer than hell,
Warmer than hell.

BRIDGE
When the tarmac bubbles over
And there’s sulfur in the air.
When the molten gates fly open
You’ll wish you hand a friend down there.

Sir Lucifer Left London
In his chariot of flame
What say I take the credit, then
And you shall take the blame.
CHORUS:
Warmer than hell,
Warmer than hell,
Warmer than hell.