| I woke up in the afternoon |
| My head was spinning 'round |
| I can’t even remember |
| How I made it home, right now |
| The Telephone was screamin' |
| From the corner of the room |
| [you got a collect call |
| from a Mr. Satan, Now |
| should we put you through?] |
| He said, «You may not remember me, |
| I bought you a drink last night. |
| How about we go some place |
| And talk about evil.» |
| No, Please! |
| I don’t want to talk about evil! |
| Lets talk about Evil! |
| I got a direct line |
| to the devil |
| But he calls me all the time |
| It’s getting harder |
| just to keep him off the line |
| Dial 0−800 666 Right now! |
| I’m real sorry man |
| But I’ve got other plans |
| Atleast I know who to call |
| If I ever want to burn in hell |
| Even though I told him not to call me back |
| I can’t get the Devil |
| To cut me any slack |
| He calls me when I’m all alone |
| And when I’m with my friends |
| He keeps on dialing it for me |
| Like he is inside my head |
| I’ve got a direct line |
| To the Devil |
| But he calls me all the time |
| It’s getting harder |
| Just to keep him off the line |
| Dial 0−800 666 right now! |
| Woah! Now! Woah! Now! Woah! |
| Now I’ve change my name and number |
| I got a new address |
| But nothing seems to matter |
| To that demonic pest |
| One time I swear to god |
| I saw him sitting on my couch |
| Some how I know that |
| That’s his car that’s always |
| Parked outside my house |
| I’ve gotta to get away |
| got to get away |
| I Gotta get away |
| I’ve got to get way |
| I’ve gotta |
| I’ve gotta |
| I’ve gotta |
| I’ve gotta |
| I’ve gotta |
| I got a! |
| I’ve got a direct line |
| To the Devil |
| But he calls me all the time |
| It’s getting harder |
| Just to keep him off the line |
| Dial 0−800 666 |
| Right Now! Woah! |
| Right Now! Woah! |
| Right now! Woah! |
| Dial 0−800 666 Right now! |