[Originally performed by Dead Horse]
Satan kissed my dog
Cracked his moral shell
Possessed to wear the kilt
In his Scottish hell
I touched your lips your eyes fell out
On to the floor behind the door
I picked them up and washed them off
And taped them back upon your face
Satan kissed my dog
Cracked his moral shell
Possessed to wear the kilt
In his Scottish hell
I touched your lips your eyes fell out
On to the floor behind the door
I picked them up and washed them off
And taped them back upon your face