Satan is in my ass

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 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 somekind 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 robotcow 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 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-duw
Satan is in my ass