EXTREME LYRICS

We are the Sons of Satan! We don't give a fuck!
We are the Sons of Satan! You're shit out of luck!

We were doing blasphemy before blasphemy was cool
If you're not down with Satan, you motherfucking drool

We are the Sons of Satan! We don't give a fuck!
We are the Sons of Satan! You're shit out of luck!

The Seven Deadly Sins- that's just shit we do on a Monday.
You're never gonna fucking believe what we get up to by Sunday!

We are the Sons of Satan! We don't give a fuck!
We are the Sons of Satan! You're shit out of luck!

SPOKEN WORD IN BREAK:

Satan: Hey, guys- it’s me Satan.
Lance: Oh hey Satan. How’s it going?
Matthias: Hello, Satan!
Satan: Really great, guys. Thanks for asking. Anyway, I just wanted to say that I am super flattered by your song and everything. But I just want to be clear and make sure there’s no confusion
Lance: What do you mean, Satan?
Satan: It’s just that, well, I just want to make sure you know I’ve never had any sort of relationship with your mothers, whether it be physical, emotional, or whatever. In fact, I’ve never even met your mothers.
Lance: Oh yeah, yeah, yeah we know. We weren’t suggesting that or anything.
Matthias: We just meant we are your sons in the figurative sense. We weren’t suggesting you had sexual intercourse with our mothers.
Satan: Great. I’m really glad we cleared this up. I guess just go to the guitar solo now or something.

We’re not into sports, we just like partying, satan, and chicks
Besides you never see a sport team jersey with the number 666

We are the Sons of Satan! We don't give a fuck!
We are the Sons of Satan! You're shit out of luck!