HIGH in the sky (serenely sly, the smiling Judas chuckles).
          The crimson Demon dancing in the air,
Skipping along, singing a song while drawing tight his buckles,
          He nimbly leaps upon the flying mare.
Up from the cliff wafted a whiff—sweet
          Breath of honeysuckles.
          Oh, plead for me, thou foxy Demon Gelf,
Waiting awhile, with sinister smile, biting thy ugly knuckles.
          The smiling Judas chuckles to himself,
                   Self, self,
          The smiling Judas chuckles to himself.

The crimson Demon lighting on the steeple top across
          The promontory, sliding down the slope,
Finding himself one total loss, minus the hellish horse,
          He tumbles in the keg of boiling soap.
Now, being but a Devil, immune from burning pitch,
          Landing upon the shelf, that nasty Elf
Escaping, gains the sewer, a darksome, filthy ditch.
          The smiling Judas chuckles to himself,
                   Self, self,
          The smiling Judas chuckles to himself.

How sadly I remember the rabbit while at play,
          Gnawing the buckled strap close to the buckle.
The 'tater vine, refused to swine, was withering away
          Poor Fido rooted up the honeysuckle.
Just hear that awful crashing in the manor house, that rumble—
          Oh, can it be my Auntie's precious delf!
What shall I do to lubricate and smooth away the tumble?
          The smiling Judas chuckles to himself,
                   Self, self,
          The smiling Judas chuckles to himself.

Oh, crimson dancing Demon, these things are all thy work,
          Bungling jobber, truly a frisky Robber,
Thy apers cut mean capers, stabbing with harmless dirk.
          Limper douse that whimpering, that slobber.
You are so dense, you have no sense; why howl for sour grapes?
          Your only God is filthy rotten pelf.
The crimson Demon now promoted passes through the capes.
          The smiling Judas chuckles to himself,
                   Self, self,
          The smiling Judas chuckles to himself.

The very firmest Taxidermist fumbles with the drake;
          He tries to pluck a feather from its tail.
The second firmest Taxidermist stole a raisin cake;
          The Judge refused to let them out on bail.
The very firmest Taxidermist cut his throat. (Well! well!)
          Thus yielding to that tempting Devil Gelf—
The second firmest Taxidermist died and went to Hell.
          The smiling Judas chuckles to himself,
                   Self, self,
          The smiling Judas chuckles to himself.

The lecturer from Avondale once thought he'd run a race,
          His rival was the timepiece on the tower.
He lost his head completely, began to feed his face.
          The apple in the cider press was sour,
And gave him such a stomach ache he raised an awful yell,
          Then, yielding to the mighty Demon Gelf,
He cut his throat and in a trice was buried deep in Hell.
          The smiling Judas chuckles to himself,
                   Self, self,
          The smiling Judas chuckles to himself.

The sulphur pie completed, they ring the dinner bell.
          The patient cook impatient is, I fear.
"Come hurry to the table. Oh, menu fit for Hell!
          Sit down at once and gobble quick, my dear."
The porcupine is roasted, well done, so nice and brown,
          Presented by the purple Demon Gelf,
The crimson Devil giggling—the naughty little clown!
          The smiling Judas chuckles to himself,
                   Self, self,
          The smiling Judas chuckles to himself.

The foxy Gelf and all the other Demons in the wreck
          Are working hard to settle our hash,
And when the books are open we'll get it in the neck.
          "Be ready, boys, send in your petty cash."
The crimson dancing Demon, the favorite of the ladies,
          Together with his close companion Gelf,
Is ready to conduct us away down south in Hades.
          The smiling Judas chuckles to himself,
                   Self, self,
          The smiling Judas chuckles to himself.

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