Wrap it up, check it out
That one's coming, that one you're worried about
He looks like... you don't say
I don't know what to do
Hey, confit down, look how the old scale
Doesn't tip either way
He's got no soul
He's got no soul
I'm not sure what this means
He must have done something to land here
Do you think he just bowed?
If we're found with this thing
We'll get the ass whipped and embarrassing
We'll get tossed out of hell
He's got no soul
He's got no soul
Close it up, check it out
That one's coming, that one you're worried about
He looks like... you don't say
I know what we should do
Go wash your hands, God needs to deal with this
Throw it up, throw it out
He's got no soul
He's got no soul