Meet Ronnie he never misses Sunday Mass
Yet, He’s always got his finger up Russia’s arse
That’s Zia scratching Ronnie’s balls
This always drove up Mrs. G up the wall
This is the Iron Lady, she beginning to rust
From all that crying because
somebody got the crust
That there is Gaddhafi his ways
got his nose in a knot
These are a few of Satan’s Lot
Here’s Gaultier he punched Maggie in the guts
But she upped and kicked him in the nuts
There Rajiv he wanted a peice of the pie
He climbed up to find the pie was too high
I’m sure that rest of him would give him the lot
If only they knew the pie was made of snot
Fat’s here is Idi Amin that hair brained Lot
Like to me the rest of Satan’s Lot
The President of Iraq farted too loud
Khomeni thought it smelt and declared war
I’ll teach him he vowed.
Here are a few of Satan’s favourites one’s
Musiloni, Nehru, Carter all were bums
Andropov Satan loved so dear
He let him taste power and called him near
And then there Hitler he was king clot
What a bunch Satan’s Lot.
Wayne Reilly
Written on 1985
© Raga 2 Rock Records
