Post-Haste (Hazbin Hotel Original Song)

I'm an Overlord of Hell. A Handsome Demon Oh I'm swell!! I believe you have some News for me. No Payment? Oh well! I guess we can come To agree. Now tell me how you fell. Does this sound Satisfactory? Now let's make a deal! I can make your wildest Dreams come true Or finish something Grand! But don't forget That what it is. This payment, It must stand Do you want to be famous? On a moving picture band? Or do you want to fall in love Walking hand in hand?
WELL?
I will grant your every wish And you know it's my humble mission Like the stock market in '29 This rain of blood, It feels right! When the toll calls and I come, And trust me, I will come You shall be there Post-Haste Or there will be no trace
I've come to this Happy Hotel To one day see it fail I'd love to hear the Princess scream Her cries shall Surely wail The thoughts of demons being good Ha! It is a farce! It will ****ing fail, excuse my being crass. A smile is all you need in life. To stay ahead of all Not being overly sexual Like some Dusty Angel whore If you're scared I'll hurt you Don't worry, You wouldn't know If I wanted to hurt you You would've died Long ago!
I will grant your every wish And you know It's my Humble mission Like the stock market in '29 This rain of blood, It feels right! When the toll calls and I come, And trust me, I will come You shall be there Post-Haste Or there will be no trace
I believe in Second Chances But you shall need No knife No matter the deal You make, You'll pay it back in strife As devils fall My duct calls To keep encounters rife My voice on the radio Is the ender of your life!
I will grant your every wish And you know it's my humble mission Like the stock market in '29 This rain of blood, It feels right! When the toll calls and I come, And trust me, I will come You shall be there Post-Haste Or there will be no trace
I will grant your every wish And you know it's my humble mission Like the stock market in '29 This rain of blood, It feels right! When the toll calls and I come, And trust me, I will come You shall be there Post-Haste Or there will be no trace