Citizens of the World!
He was the devil He was the brain
He went for world domination again
But his twisted, wicked mind could get stuck
On matters it did not ought to:
Why does the dungeon of doom
Keep the devil in the next room?
The public demands an answer
Some say potato Me, for one, say otatop
Backwards masking may not scare you, but,
Down here I am considered to be just too tough
I put the kettle on Pick up the telephone:
Give me world domination by five o'clock tea
I have got a nuclear bomb, and I know how to use it
Calling long distance from the top of the world
I am the devil