The Fall of Mrs Lucifer

The fall of Mrs Lucifer came tumbling out the blue
She was the sweetest of the angels but that candy girl fell through
Dusting through the dreary days, never had time to shine
And the old man liked to punch the clock, and she was always on time
Someone lit a burning bush, and she knew just what to do
She doused the place with gasoline and the devil got his due
Look out for Mz Lucifer, tumbling through the sky
She ain't got no safety net I think she's gonna fry

She found the old man's '45 and a pack of Lucky Strikes
And his whiskey tango pick-up truck and she was oscar mike
Straight down Good Intentions Road and on to Wicked Way
There's gonna be some fireworks this Independence Day
Driving like a demon with that pistol at her hip
Doing the rounds of deadly sins, with six more in the clip
Look out for Mz Lucifer, tumbling through the sky
She ain't got no safety net and I think she's gonna fry

Half way down to Mexico, the devil at her back
She met a handsome preacher man in regulation black
He was a horny son of a gun, a demon in disguise
He promised her salvation, with malice in his eyes
She was not the kind of girl who took a gift horse in the mouth
But she held on to that straight-up guy and carried on south
She limbered up and gave that horny preacher man a ride
Then served him fire and brimstone with that trusty '45

Oh there goes Mrs Lucifer, she's all across the wire
With a hell of a reputation for fighting fire with fire
She stole a scarlet Thunderbird and made herself all cute
Robbed half the banks bank in Galveston with the Feds in hot pursuit
While they were crawling through the sewers she was laughing like a drain
And dancing in a cornfield just to go against the grain
Look out for Ms Lucifer, burning through the sky
She don't need no safety net she's never gonna die