Satan, Satan thought up a plan
Dressed as a man
Walking the earth and since he began
The world is hell for you and me

But what a heaven it will be
When that man is dead and gone
When that man is dead and gone

We'll go dancing down the street
Kissing everyone we meet
When that man is dead and gone
What a day to wake up on

What a way to greet the dawn
Hap-hap-happy, yes, indeed
On the morning when we read
That that man is dead and gone

We've got a date, to celebrate
The day we catch up with that one man spreading hate
His account is overdrawn
And his chances are in pawn

Some fine day the news will flash
Satan with the small mustache
Is asleep beneath the lawn
When that man is dead and gone

Come on, now, we're going to celebrate
He's the guy that's spreading hate
His account is overdrawn
And his chances are in pawn

Some fine day the news will flash
Satan with the small mustache
Is asleep beneath the lawn
When that man is dead and gone

What a day to wake up on
What a way to greet the dawn!
When a certain man is dead and gone