Lyrics: Ajazzy
Music: Ajazzy
[Verse 1: Asmodeus & Fizzarolli]
Who's singing love songs at my lustful lounge?
Ozzie's ain't the place for sentimental sounds
What'd you expect from a proprietor like us?
Your demon host, Asmodeus, the embodiment of lust
[Chorus: Asmodeus & Fizzarolli]
Give me a thrust
Yeah, show me some lust
From the groin to the bust
In desire we trust
In the house of Asmodeus (Trumpet, ha)
[Verse 2: Asmodeus & Fizzarolli]
Little imp, you came here to sing your serenade
Perform your feelings on a velvety stage
Well, we got a saying that's popular in these parts
Only little b*****s strum the strings of their hearts
You wanna hang around this lustful town?
Ditch the lovey-dovey before we knock you around
Here we sing about wants and desires
Depravity, savagery, loins hotter than fire
[Chorus: Asmodeus]
So, give me a thrust
Show me some lust
From the groin to the bust
Little imp, you just must
In the house of Asmodeus
[Post-Chorus: Asmodeus & Fizzarolli]
Come on, sing us a song
Make sure the subject is getting it on
Make it graphic and tactfully long
Be sure to rhyme "thong" and "shlong"
Go ahead, the mic's on
[Bridge: Moxxie & Asmodeus]
I want to
Yeah, what do you want?
Butt stuff? Piss play? Bondage?
Make gentle love to you
[Verse 3: Asmodeus]
Ugh, what a limp-d**k imp
You're really killing the shit
Get a load of this dweeb and his unsatisfied bride
[Break: Blitzo, Moxxie]
Hey now, I've watched those two pork many times
What? Blitz?
And, honestly, they make missionary look relatively exciting
[Verse 4: Fizzarolli]
That Blitzo? So, you're showing your face?
Hey everybody, this guy's a total disgrace
Some nerves you got to comment on a relationship
Last I checked your love life is a pile of shit
[Verse 5: Verosika & Blitzo]
Oh, Blitzo?
I used to date him (Oh, Verosika, and you are here)
I'd stroke and I'd **** him (**** him, **** him)
Yeah, but when it was my turn (My turn, my turn)
He did no reciprocatin' (What a b***h-ass)
A selfish imp in the sheets
And just as bad in the streets
A reckless, heartbreaking freak
[Bridge: Asmodeus & Wally Wackford]
Who's that at your table?
Is your date a demon prince?
Stolas, is that you?
Are you sleeping with an imp?
[Verse 6: Asmodeus]
Wooo! My dark lord, how the mighty do fall
You used to have a smoking wife, a kid, you had it all
I hope you didn't give it up so you and him could get it up
[Chorus: Asmodeus with Fizzarolli]
You sold your life for a thrust
Now, that's the spirit of lust
Grab your groin or a bust
You better get your head must
Pretend you don't see that crust
**** 'til your junk turns to dust
In the house of Asmode-