Zombina & The Skeletones - 0-800 666 | Текст песни

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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!

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