Satans Barbecue - Terror 2000

Welcome to my hellhole, it’s time to pay the price

Meet the evil master -- he will treat you so nice

He’ll put you in a cookie jar filled with blood and cream

And shake it for some time until you’re sticky and sweet

Then he’ll put you on the Barby, you’re juicy and fine

Inviting people to the party, all of them are going blind

Jeffrey Dahmer and Ted Bundy, George Foreman and the clown

Mr.Foreman by the Barby, Mr. Dahmer by the pool, so don’t you make a sound?

Come and join, tenderloin, come and join the barbecue

Lets kill and grill on Satan’s avenue

Come and join, tenderloin, come and join the barbecue

Let’s grill and kill at Satan’s barbecue

Satan’s barbecue!!!

Satan’s going crazy, twisting by the pool

Dahmer’s slipping cocktails while looking through his tools

Mr Bundy’s filling up the beear-bong, Mr. Foreman's flipping steaks

They’re having such a blast 'cause everybody know what it takes

Satan’s bringing out the mustard, it’s spicy and sweet

Everybody wants some ketchup and some salad with the meat

The poor dude on the Barby, is getting in the mood

Everybody is screaming: Food, Food, Food, Food, Food!

Food is on the table, Foreman’s slicing up the steak

There is nothing like a party as when a hungry hell awakes

Come and join, tenderloin, come and join the barbecue

Lets kill and grill on Satan’s avenue

Come and join, tenderloin, come and join the barbecue

Let’s grill and kill at Satan’s barbecue

Satan’s barbecue!!!

Get in the mood!

At Satan’s barbecue!