Lucifer: "Now then forsaken soul, open thine ears, and sleek thy thirst on the music that could force kings to their knees!!" Milo: "Yeah!" Lucifer: "And oceans to boil! Behold, the song that will take you to the top of charts!!" Milo: "Alright-" Lucifer: "There’s a guy named Fred and he’s got a pair of slacks. Oooh Fred’s got slacks! They fit down the sides and tight around the waist! Ooh Fred’s got slacks... Hold on a second. This thing is out of tune. "


From The Devil Can't Write A Love Song