No! No! No!
I hated this song when it came out, I hate it now and I will hate it in the future.
I’m not grammar Nazi ( I have friends who correct my spelling in the comment section of Facebook. Seriously? Who CARES. It’s Facebook. Facebook is like a stall in a public bathroom that you write on. No one is concerned with your spelling and writing skills as long as the poem rhymes and the graffiti is entertaining ) but this song wasn’t a list of ironies- it was a series of bummers.
So if we want to go down that path, here is the ultimate bummer.
This song tells the story of the singer’s waking up one morning to the devil knocking on the door, telling him that “it’s time to go”.
I mean, your life could be going on just fine and when your ticket is punched the Devil shows up to take you away.
Not a fluffy winged golden haired angel or the spirit of a loved one bathed in white light.
But the Devil Himself.
It’s the ultimate burn.