Paroles: Terror 2000. Terror For Sale. Satan's Barbecue.

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!!