Sweet Satan
By: Beck Hansen

Written by: Beck Hansen

  1. Sweet Satan (1:46)
    Available on One Foot In The Grave.
    Beck Hansen: Foot Stomp, Vocals
Sweet Satan [Version (a)]:

It was back in the old days in the time of my grief
When the ladies all disowned me and my lungs could scarcely breathe
And the wildlife was growing wilder by the day and I stuck to myself mostly
There was a band of brothers who rode unto me, throwing accusations I could rarely see
They put a hand upon me and hung me upside down
And emptied out my pockets and kicked me on the ground
They took out the hot poker and branded on my chest
Twisted my ear off, gasoline on my vest
Set me all a-flaming, imperiled and defeated
Pelted me with stones that felt like certain death
They went on to my lady and made her kneel low
Tore all her hair loose and cut through her clothes
Laughed and they hollered and they painted the horses orange
Put the kids together and tied them to the porch
Then blaze upon blaze did the devils rally 'round
With rifles and sticks did they pound on the ground
I rambled and I tumbled and I fell to my feet
And I never knew the sweat of Satan tasted so sweet
The Song:

"Sweet Satan" is a spoken-word song (with no music) that Beck recorded in the early '90s, but was not known until it was released as a bonus track on the deluxe version of One Foot In The Grave.

Beck has quite a few songs like this one, actually: tales of woe and evil things being done to someone (see, "Death Is Coming To Get You" for example). I don't particularly consider "Sweet Satan" the best of the bunch, though it's final line is terrific and one of my favorites.