A bunch of lil angels sitting in a row
Up jumped the devil and next that you know
Down fall one
Down fall two
Down fall the rest. Eh
What can you do
Oh a whoa me
Oh a whoa my
Ain't going to heaven when I die
Oh a whoa me
Oh a whoa my
Ain't going to heaven when I die
The devil's teeth are long and sharp
He wears a halo, plays the harp
He smells awfully bad but sure if pretty
The devil looks a little bit like you and me
Oh a whoa me
Oh a whoa my
Ain't going to heaven when I die
Oh a whoa me
Oh a whoa my
Ain't going to heaven when I die
There's only two people who know the bad things you do
No, Mr. Clever, one isn't you
One is just pretend, as least that I know
The other? Well, speak of the devil
What do you know
Oh a whoa me
Oh a whoa my
Ain't going to heaven when I die
Oh a whoa me
Oh a whoa my
Ain't going to heaven when I die
Oh a whoa me
Oh a whoa my
Ain't going to heaven when I die