Ukuleles From Hell

We are mean, we are bad
All the feelings are gone
We have sold our souls
To the evil one
In return we can play ukulele quite well

Cause we are bad, we are mad
We are the mean ukuleles from hell

All ukulele players evil are
And even Satan is playing on a little guitar
We do the plink and the plonk
We can scream and yell

Cause we are bad, we are mad
We are the mean ukuleles from hell

We are mean ukuleles
Cause we are bad and we are mad
And we are never ever less
We are the mean ukuleles from hell