We saw a sign Welcome Satan Place when we moved to town that day
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And rows of little white homes that looked like castles all along the way
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But after livin' there a while we found it wasn't what we thought at all
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They had a private little scandal goin' on behind each castle wall
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There was a Town Council meetin' on the day the story come to pass
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Someone said Mrs Brown we think your little girl is livin' way too fast
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She's been datin' older boys and stayin' out much later than she should
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And there's been quite a lotta talk about it goin' round the neighborhood
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Well Mrs Brown said since you brought it up I think I'll tell you what I saw
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The day your daughter Ellie and the judge's son went swimmin' in the raw
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Is that supposed to be a party what you call learnin' social grace
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Cause if it is I think your people are in trouble here in Satan Place
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I heard your neighbor's daughter Betty spent the summer in another town
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They say she gained a little weight before she left but now she's trimmed back down
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And now I wonder why the banker's son won't even look her in the face
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We used to see 'em both together everywhere they went in Satan Place
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They say the Mayor's daughter got another speedin' ticket just last week
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They didn't charge for drunken drivin' even though she couldn't hardly speak
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I heard she brags about the way her daddy gets free liquor by the case
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From all those bootleggin' friends who make a killin' here in Satan Place
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When Mrs Brown had finished talkin' no one dared to make a single sound
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Until the chairman of the meetin' rapped his gavel and looked around
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And as his eyes swept across the room at guilty looks on every face
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He said that wraps up this meetin' of the Council of Satan Place
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He said that wraps up this meetin' of the Council of Satan Place
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Satan Place
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| Jeannie C. Riley |
