Nhạc sĩ: Irving Berlin
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Satan, Satan, 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 When he's gone, a killer We've got a date Oh, what a date To celebrate We're gonna 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 a small mustache Is asleep beneath the lawn When that man is dead and gone He's got to go, he's got to go We have a date And don't be late Come on now, we're gonna celebrate That's the truth, we've got to seal his fate He's the guy that's spreading hate You said it His account is overdrawn And his chances are in pawn Some fine day the news will flash Satan with a 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 When that man is dead and gone