To heaven upwards he soared
His maker took one look and roared
“You’re in the wrong place!”
Fred yelled back at him “Ace!”
“At least down there I won’t be bored!”
“Maybe not” the creator replied
“Maybe not” the creator replied
But it wouldn’t be the first time he lied
“Maybe not” the creator replied
But it wouldn’t be the first time he lied
Down into the flames Fred dropped
“Maybe not” the creator replied
But it wouldn’t be the first time he lied
Down into the flames Fred dropped
And on the hot ashes he hopped
“Maybe not” the creator replied
But it wouldn’t be the first time he lied
Down into the flames Fred dropped
And on the hot ashes he hopped
“How are your feet” said the Devil, “boiled or fried”
Lucifer laughed at his little joke
Lucifer laughed at his little joke
He really was a humorous bloke!
Lucifer laughed at his little joke
He really was a humorous bloke!
Poor Fred started to pray
Lucifer laughed at his little joke
He really was a humorous bloke!
Poor Fred started to pray
Saying things like “What a gay day”
Lucifer laughed at his little joke
He really was a humorous bloke!
Poor Fred started to pray
Saying things like “What a gay day”
Said lucifer “fancy some coke”
Just then came a voice from above
Just then came a voice from above
It sounded like Big Lil - well sort of
Just then came a voice from above
It sounded like Big Lil - well sort of
“Could this be redemption” thought Fred
Just then came a voice from above
It sounded like Big Lil - well sort of
“Could this be redemption” thought Fred
But he was dreaming and woke up in bed
Just then came a voice from above
It sounded like Big Lil - well sort of
“Could this be redemption” thought Fred
But he was dreaming and woke up in bed
It had all been a scary dream about love.
One night whilst reading in bed
One night whilst reading in bed
An idea came into Fred’s head
One night whilst reading in bed
An idea came into Fred’s head
I could write a book
One night whilst reading in bed
An idea came into Fred’s head
I could write a book
About the roads I took
One night whilst reading in bed
An idea came into Fred’s head
I could write a book
About the roads I took
And the girls I could’ve wed!
He decided to start a list
He decided to start a list
Just jotting down the gist
He decided to start a list
Just jotting down the gist
But he got stuck on page one
He decided to start a list
Just jotting down the gist
But he got stuck on page one
He’d forgot everyone