I met the devil at the Taco Bell
Say how you‘re doing, how‘s it burning in here?
He said hot damn, give me a chance
I‘ll show you a bowl while I do my dance
Snap shot and give me a price
‘Cause see the fire is burning hot
Listen son, I‘ll sell it to you cheap
I‘ll sell you a bowl for the price of your soul
Devils Nachos, too hot
Devils Nachos, way too hot
Devils Nachos
The Nacho
Nachos
He put the bowl on the table
So take a bite if you think you‘re able
From the heat from the burning sun
In your stomach, ________
Right then, stood straight, I took a chip, in my hand,
Put the thing on my tongue, felt the tingle
of my taste buds
Devils Nachos, too hot
Devils Nachos, way too hot
Devils Nachos
The Nacho
Nachos
Devils Nachos, too hot
Devils Nachos, way too hot
Devils Nachos
The Nacho
Nachos
I lean close to pick up here
Every word, very clear
It‘s not hot, it‘s not warm
There‘s no steam, it won‘t burn
I won‘t sign on the dotted line
Because the contract says I‘ll burn to
the end of time
I must be a fool because I‘m not the
devil I thought I knew
Devils Nachos, too hot
Devils Nachos, way too hot
Devils Nachos
The Nacho
Nachos.