Good Omens

Flash bastard demon picking off the small fry
Soaring in the Bentley cos snakes can't fly
Angel bookish refined senses up late in the night
Lost his flaming sword but even so he'll fight
Lady on the village green knickers full of nails
Young descendant lost a book and as she knows she pales
Newt witchfinder wet noodle boy
Shadwell sergeant that gun ain't a toy
Hell's Angels motorbikes dangerous and cold
Looking at you with a stare that's older than old
The Antichrist is among us he's a little kid
Got to end the world let's not and say we did
Three friends and a dog they don't know Revelations
But loving life anchors their deliberations
In the end it all comes down to the first and the last
Adam of original sin you better fix this fast
Blasting Queen on the stereo singing along
Bohemian Rhapsody is really quite your song