Lyricist : Margaret Peake
Composer : Margaret Peake
Sent on a mission straight from the underworld
On one condition, break down and ruin my life
Get up, full motion, paid out in jewels and pearls
Don't get those days over the light came and burned you alive
What are you gonna tell him now at your quarterly review
He's gonna fire you, oh how unfortunate for you
Hear it straight out of my mouth
You'll never touch me now
I know you're screamin' out
"How'd she get up off of the ground?"
How does it feel to see me live in ecstasy?
Way up in heaven where God just told me you'll never be
Bye, bye, bye, by the way
I, I heard he's on his way
Don't have a heart attack
He sounded kinda mad
Yeah, the devil called
He wants his money back
Oh no, when you really had ever after
So long, make another new disaster
He promised you he'd set you free
If you could get control of me
What are you gonna tell him now at your quarterly review
He's gonna fire you, oh how unfortunate for you
Hear it straight out of my mouth
You'll never touch me now
I know you're screamin' out
"How'd she get up off of the ground?"
How does it feel to see me live in ecstasy?
Way up in heaven where God just told me you'll never be
Bye, bye, bye, by the way
I, I heard he's on his way
Don't have a heart attack
He sounded kinda mad
Yeah, the devil called
He wants his money back
I, I, I, I, I
I, I, I, I, I
I, I, I, I, I
The devil called, the devil called
What are your gonna tell him now at your quarterly review
He's gonna fire you, oh how unfortunate for you
Hear it straight out of my mouth
You'll never touch me now
I know you're screamin' out
"How'd she get up off of the ground?"
How does it feel to see me live in ecstasy?
Way up in heaven where God just told me you'll never be
Bye, bye, bye, by the way
I, I heard he's on his way
Don't have a heart attack
He sounded kinda mad
Yeah, the devil called
He wants his money back
I, I, I, I, I
I, I, I, I, I
I, I, I, I, I
The devil called, the devil called
