Pansy Division Neighbors Of The Beast
[Chorus]
6-6-4, right next door
6-6-8, the very next gate
6-6-3, across the street
Hail Satan!
We're the neighbors of the beast
[Verse 1]
The devil had us over
For a backyard barbecue
The flames flared high upon his grill
Without lighter fluid
So I said to the devil
How do your flames rise up so well?
He pointed to the ground and said
It's the Bar-Be-Que pit from hell!
[Chorus]
6-6-4, right next door
6-6-8, the very next gate
6-6-3, across the street
Hail Satan!
We're the neighbors of the beast
[Verse 2]
The devil takes his garbage out
The devil mows his lawn
I guess he pays his taxes
He's lived there for so long
You might think it's scary
To have Satan on my street
But I'm a lot more scared
Of those fundamentalist Bible-thumping creeps
[Chorus]
6-6-4, right next door
6-6-8, the very next gate
6-6-3, across the street
Hail Satan!
We're the neighbors of the beast
