TUNE ON IN! (feat. Red Rob)

Ladies and gentlemen

This a show of Hellish proportions

Take your seat belts

Who is the best around

To turn that smile upside down?

You need to watch your mouth

See me from another view

Why would you have a doubt

That I'm the best one in this town?

So don't you fuck around

Take this world and make it new

*Laughter*

These demons are utterly laughable

*Laughter*

I'm steady, feining for reasons to go pounce on a demon

They swear I'm really a heathen, I might've blacked out

The radio is my being, among the fire is screaming

There is a purpose and meaning to when I act out

Wait, I'm broadcasting it all

No demise, I never falter

Defying any laws, yeah

The show is never pausing for anyone

What I do is said and done

They bleed, I watch them run

All in fun, in coldest blood

I demand you to stop

Maybe view, maybe watch

From the one who's on the top of this whole game

How recluse I am not for the people who pop

And I choose to devour these old lames

Might be cannibalistic, man, even sadistic

Just sit here and listen, there's no shame

Baby don't you forget it

The radio demon is out on a mission for more pain

Who is the best around

To turn that smile upside down?

You need to watch your mouth

See me from another view

Why would you have a doubt

That I'm the best one in this town?

So don't you fuck around

Take this world and make it new

Tune on in to the radio

Lend your ear and listen close

Now you're stuck with a gracious host

You want to live, forfeit your soul

Sinners under my control

I hold the cards and all your hope

Speak right into the microphone

Set the stage, give them a show

I know it's been a while

Since somebody treated hell with some style

And some class and I don't mean to be crass

But these new motion pictures are appealing

I can't believe what I'm hearing

Let me show you how we did it in the Appalachians

Some static magic, it's awful, graphic

Charts the screams while they're laughing

These kinds of things just happen to Hazbins

It's the takeover of the century

Put the phone down, turn on the tv

Gather a crowd around

Well, it's easy when your world is built on the big screen

Oh, Lord, I'm so bored, I want more

Chaos, destruction, I long for

Entertain this hunger in my core

This hotel, I just can't ignore

Get a load of this demon, the seed, the feed

They feed on the weakened, even the beings in the garden of Eden I'm eating up like apples

My demeanor ain't evil, it's either the devil is grin or the sins I committed

But no one knows what happens

I'm just your local radio host, an old friend who tends to go unnoticed

The broadcast open

So if you're down on your luck, give an amen to omens

Who is the best around, round

To turn that smile upside down, d-down?

You, you, you need to watch your mouth

See me from another view, v-view

Why would you have a doubt, d-doubt?

I'm the, I'm the best in this town

So don't y-you fuck around

Take this world, world, make it new

Tune, tune in to the radio

Lend, lend y-your ear and listen clo-o-o-o—

Now you're stuck with a, stuck with a host

You want to live, forfeit your soul

Sinners under, under my control

I hold, hold, hold the cards and all your hope

Speak in-into the microphone

Set the stage, give them a show

*Laughter*

That's all the time we have for today folks

Thank you for turning in for another very special broadcast