The devil went down to New York
He was looking for towers to blow
It was a big pain, he had to steal some planes
And he told his demons, "go"
Well, they flew into the first one
Sizzled like a griddle, cause he likes it hot
And the devil jumped into the pilot's seat
And then another tower he got

"America don't know it
But I'm an aviator, too
And I don't care, I will impair
That old red white and blue
Now the US is not big Satan, boy
Cause I am, give me my due
I'll give a bevy of virgins for your soul cuz I will obliterate you"

His demons said hey devil
We're gonna help you win
And we can't wait to see those virgins, mate
And with that the devil grinned

Demons, fly your planes down low
And push the pedal hard
Cuz hell's broke loose in New York
And the folks are running hard
And if you win you get a batch of virgin centerfolds
And win or lose, the devil owns your soul

Violin solo

The devil fired his engines up
And he said let's start this show
And fire flew from his fuselage
And he made the towers blow
And the flame and smoke flew everywhere
And he made his evil hiss
When his band of demons chimed in
he said I sure like this

Devil solo

When the devil finished people died
And the black smoke hid the sun
But he don't sit down in his chair
Because the devil's never done

Fire in the towers, run boys run
The devil missed the house that's in Washington
Chickens turned the airplanes into their bombs
Killing little children, dads and moms

solo

The devil shook his horns
Because he knew he'd made some heat
But he's dancing on the griddle
With the US on its feet
US said devil don't you come back
You ain't ever gonna fly again
Just go back to hell you son of a bitch
We're the toughest that you've seen

And we'll play
Fire in the mountains, demons run
The devil missed the house that's in Washington
Freedom's in the cockpit, dive and buzz
Freedom does your dog bite, yes it does