Anti Tank Nun - It's Good To Be Somebody [ Even In Hell ]

the devil that i'm gonna tell you about
is not very much sophisticated a guy
he likes to pretend he's an aristocrat
but he don't fool me - he's a boor and that's why
to get the infernal nobel prize he will itch
he'll ask me this question, his eyes all aglow
if i maybe ever had sex with a witch
who sleeps with a python right under her
pillow ???

the clothes on his back are truly primeval
each of his fangs just like a stiletto
a nutritious portion of ancient evil
at fancy dinners he shouts out: 'perfetto!'
though he is a stranger to all around here
they're bowing before him with love and
delight
he's playing those people like a puppeteer
and when he is lying he'll tell ya he's right..

the thing, that they are calling hell
is his favourite and tailor-made place
and the dirty lair where he fell
is fill and poisoned with the milky haze

the devil i know pretty well after all
plays a perverted, sick game that is grim
he knows my grave digger and gives him a call
tells him that i got a job just for him...
wears a uniform of the russian white guard
no way is he gonna allow me to sleep
'cause being somebody is always the card
that i should be playing where he'll make me
leap

the thing, that they are calling hell
is his favourite and tailor-made place
and the dirty lair where he fell
is filled and poisoned with the gas

tonight there's a feast you'll remember forever
the saints and the whores are dancing together
what anarchists want is a great revolution
the cops and their clubs give them absolution
the smell of big money can really deprave
the old Fiodor D. has turned in his grave
and though they know nothing they bluster
like a bell !!
it's good to be somebody !! even in hell !!!