My Boss is a Devil in Hell

Welcome to my daily grind, it’s hotter than the sun

Where the flames are frying mind, and work’s never done

I got a boss from outer hell, with horns and a wicked smile

Here in this fiery hotel, just another devil’s mile

Clock in at the pit of fire, where the pitch is never cold

My tasks are dire, I tire, in a netherworld I’m rolled

My boss likes to boss from a throne of flames,

He’s got a tail, and he plays no games

Oh, I swear he’s got a pitchfork in his hand

And a grin that’s just too grand

I work in hell, and I think my boss is a devil,

With a giggle and a sizzle, he’s a real hot rebel

Slinging fire, in my hellish gig, oh what a plight,

Laughing all the way, in this fiery workplace night

We parch in the inferno’s glow, where the coffee’s lava hot,

He’s got a plan to overthrow, in this fiery foreign spot

He’s the king of this burning town,

Wears a smoky crown, and he never breaks down

Guess he’s got a hell of a lot of nerve,

Swear I see a devil’s curve

I work in hell, and I think my boss is a devil,

With a giggle and a sizzle, he’s a real hot rebel

Slinging fire, in my hellish gig, oh what a plight,

Laughing all the way, in this fiery workplace night

Sometimes I wonder if he’s just playing a part,

Or if he’s got a fiery heart, in his hellish chart

But I gotta grin and bear, this infernal nightmare,

’Cause in this devil's lair, I gotta find my flair

So if you hear me crying out, in this inferno’s spell,

Just know I love my job down south, in the fiery hell

And my boss, that sneaky devil, makes sure I tell,

I’ll be here in this fiery level, working in hell!