t's hard enough to for adolescents to fit in these days, but just imagine the added pressure of having a mother and father who worship Satan. Find out what happens when this teen is finally forced to have his curious friends come by for a visit.
I hoped they wouldn't notice but My friends suspicion's roused They ask me why I never let them Come play at my house It looks as if I may have to Invite them to my home And pray dad doesn't greet then when He's wearing his black robe The coast is clear they wonder what The worry on my face meant When suddenly a chanting starts To rise up from the basement Why can't I be a normal kid It's so much less complex To say I think it's just my mom And father having sex My mother says "I guess I just Don't get your generation" And that's what life is like when mom And daddy worship Satan. And before I know it they Are running to explore And follow the odd noises that Are coming from the floor And soon they find my parents In their favorite recreation Conjuring up spirits in An evil incantation And daddy says "Oh visitors Well isn't that just nice?" I hope he doesn't think them virgins To be sacrificed But mom ignores my gestures and She sports an evil grin her Mouth waters as she says "We're happy To have you for dinner!" I fear they will accept her offer And agree to stay Do they not know she means to have them As the main entree? I'm just about to tell them run But briefly I think twice A break from eye of newt and toe Of frog would sure be nice My mother says "I guess I just Don't get your generation" And that's what life is like when mom And daddy worship Satan.