Lyrics Hell's Greatest Dad - Caleb Hyles

Haha!

Looks like you could use some help
From the big boss of Hell himself
Check out Daddy's glowing reviews on Yelp
Five star, flawless, greater than great
With the punch of a pentagram
A wap-bam-boom, alakazam
Usually, I charge a sacrificial lamb
But you get the family rate (thanks Dad)

Who needs a busboy, now that you've got the chef? (whoa-oh-oh)
Michelin-tasting menu, free à la carte
I'll rig the game for you because I'm the ref
Champagne fountains, caviar mountains, that's just a start

Who's been here since day one?
Who's been faithful as a nun?
Who makes you chuckle with an old-timey pun?
Your executive producer (that's true)
I'm your guy, your day-to-day
Your chum, your steadfast hotelier
Remember when I fixed that clog today?
I was stuck, thank you sir (oh you)

I'm truly honored that we've built such a bond (aw)
You're like the child that I wish that I had (uh, what?)
I care for you, just like a daughter I spawned (hold on)
It's a little funny, you could almost call me Dad

They say, when you're looking for assistance
It's smart to pick the path of least resistance
Others say that in your needy hour
There's no substitute for pure angelic power
Who just happens to also be your blood
Sadly, there are times a birth parent is a dud
They say the family you choose is better (what a bunch of losers)
Can you butt out of my song? (Your song? I started this)
I'm singing it, I'll finish it (oh, you tacky piece of–)

It's me, yes it's me
I know you were all waiting for me
I'm here, what a gas
Took a while, but I'm present at last
It's me, it's me
Mimzy!
Who?