Lyrics : Sam Haft/Andrew Underberg
Music : Sam Haft/Andrew Underberg
(Zeezi)
Holy shit, is this true?
Alastor's been defeated
-By Lucifer?
No!
-Then who?
That self-absorbed TV head
(Maestro）
Word is, he gut him fair and square
(Zeezi)
I heard Vox ****ed him with a chair
(ALL) Either way, it's seemin' the Radio Demon's off the air
(Prick and Hatchet)
I can't remember ever seeing power shift this fast
With all his smarmy talk, I thought Vox was just gassed up
Now he's surpassed all expectations
(Zeezi)
Hell as we knew it is through, he's shaken the foundations
(ALL) Now that Vox's muscles are flexed
Who knows what moves those Vees will make next?
(Vox)
So I've had a stroke of luck, it's true
But I'm not one to rest on my laurels
What a better time to reinforce our crew?
Grab an olive branch, go knock on some door-els
Why should we keep crossing swords?
After all, we're all overlords
You know you wanna be bad with us
Come and make angels mad with us
And Zeezi?
I hear that Heaven has some pretty sick venues
Open a club up, make a hubbub, drop a beat to "amen" to
Hey,Prick and Hatchet
Best believe your gang fights are gonna be batshit
With exorcist blades
You can fill Heaven with rage
Oh, Maestro
I know a tranquil realm where you can rest
Hey, Zestial
There's old boring shit up there
Books, tea, eldercare
Mi querida, Carmilla——
(Carmilla)
Are you serious?
(Vox)
Mm, yeah, okay
It's the dawn of a new regime
Come on, join the winning team
(Zeezi)
It's so much fun to be
(ALL)
Bad with us
So bad with us (so ****ing bad with us)
(Vox)
Cha cha cha
(Valentino & Velvet)
Stop it! No!
Programming : Keith Horn
Keyboard : Andrew Underberg/Sam Haft
Vocals : Alex Newell/Andrew Durand/Christian Borle/Daphne Rubin-Vega/Hazbin Hotel/James Monroe Iglehart/Joel Perez/Lilli Cooper/Patrick Stump