Lyrics:

Yeah!

Satan is in my ass
He wears a ballerina-outfit and a fez
Satan is in my ass
And when he comes out you can hear the sound of brass
Satan is in my ass
Next thursday he's gonna have a hypnotized sheep for a guest

Well as you all know, he is somewhat of a bad guy
But when he reads the papers nowadays he has to hold back the kerosine in his eyes
Somewhere in a fortress, he hides his mistress
I'm talking 'bout a plankton eating robot cow in a cardboard dress

Yeah!

Satan is in my ass
He wears an armour and tries to make some pirouettes very fast
Satan is in my ass
And when he comes out you can hear the sound of brass

Satan is in my ass
He's working on a puzzle and he sings the Jazz
And it goes something like
Te-dum-tuw

Satan is in my ass