Satan Had a Daughter

Satan had a daughter, her name was Indiana Came a time Satan could not understand her What my young lass what does ails with thee That none of your pains come in less of three You moan in the morning, as noon, and night Turning your own fathers hair in affright white Hell had seen nothing like and, was in disarray For this lawless child, left all of them in dismay Meetings were held, to see what may be done And who walks in none other than Satan’s son Jesus said Satan where on earth have you been Who replied just to Jerusalem to cause a scene Satan wails something needs sorting with Indy Things around here are just little bit too windy She's a total nemesis to me who's after my job A pain in the butt, a through, and through, sod Jesus thought for a moment, making a decision Send her to earth; it has a need for more vision Wings packed; a one way ticket, Indy was gone Heaven help us son says Satan, if you’re wrong There was to be peace in Hell never liken before Whilst back on earth; all were geared up forlorn Folks gathered in churches and, prayed like Hell This Demon child that they just wanted to expel Satan and his brother God, nowhere to be seen Jesus as relaxed, with all of this being foreseen Earth is not happy, they want to be reimbursed As to Indiana, there couldn’t be anything worse