Chords for House of Asmodeus | Lyrics | Helluva Boss
Tempo:
69.7 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
C#
Bm
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I love you more than the brimstone loves the [A] fire, more than the elza loves [A] her bub, more than a maggot loves [D] gangrenous stubs.
You make my spirit sing, yeah you make me glad I live in [A] hell.
Our love is a story sweet to tell, yeah you cast [G] a special satanic [E] spell over my [D] heart.
Love is a journey we decided to [A] start, yeah I hope we'll never ever be [D] apart.
I love you, I [A] love you, I love you, I [D] love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I [Gm] love you, I love you, I [F#] love you, [C] I love you.
[G#] Who's singing love songs in [A] my lustful lounge?
Ozzy's ain't the place for sentimental sounds.
[N] What'd you expect from a [C#] proprietor like us?
Your [D] demon host, Osmodeus, the [C#m] embodiment of lust.
[F#m] Give me a feast.
Your [Bm] show is lust.
From the [C#] groin to the bust, in [Bm] desire we trust,
in the [F#m] house of Osmodeus.
Trumpet.
Hey there, Ips, you came [C#] here to sing your [D] serenade,
perform your feelings on a velvety [C#] stage.
Well, we got a saying that's popular in these parts.
Oh, you little bitches, strum the strings in their [F#m] hearts.
You want to hang around this lustful town?
Ditch the lovey-dovey before we knock you around.
[Bm]
Here we sing about wants and [C#] desires.
Disgravity, savagery, loins hotter than fire.
So [F#m] bring me a thrust.
Show [Bm] me some lust.
From the [C#] groin to the bust, little [Bm] Ips, you just must,
in the [F#m] house of Osmodeus.
Come on, sing us a song.
Make sure the [Bm] subject is getting it on.
Make it [C#] crushed and tacitly loud.
[Bm] Be sure to rhyme song and schlong.
[C#] Go ahead, you mixle.
[F#m] I want to
Yeah, what do you want?
Butt stuff, piss play, bondage, make gentle [A] love.
Ugh, what a lip, Dick Ips.
You're really killing the vibe.
You're the load of this dweeb and his unsatisfied [E] bride.
Hey [F#] now, I've watched those two pork many times.
What, Blitz?
And honestly, they make missionary look relatively [A] exciting.
Is that [A] Blitzo?
Is that your show and your face?
Hey everybody, this guy's a total disgrace.
[D] Some nerve you got to comment [C#] on a relationship.
[D] Last I checked, your [E] love life is a pile of [Am] shit.
Oh, Blitzo, I [Dm] used to date him.
Oh, [A] Horacical, you're here.
A stroke on [Dm] my plate-a.
[A] Yeah, but when [D] it was my turn,
[A]
he didn't know [D] reciprocate-a.
[C#m] A selfish imp in the [D] sheets,
I'm just as bad in the [E] streets.
A reckless [Fm] heartbreaking freak.
[F#] Who's that at your table?
[A] Is your date a demon prince?
[F#] Stolz, is that you?
Are you sleeping with an imp?
[Bm] My Doc Lord, how the mighty do fall.
[A] He used to have a smoking wife,
a kid, you had it all.
[G] I hope you didn't give it up,
[C#] so you and him could get it on.
You sold your life for a [F#m] throne.
Now that's the spirit [Bm] of love.
Grab your coin or [C#] a cuss,
prepare to get your [Bm] head mucked.
Pretend you don't see that cuss,
hop til you jump too [Bm] close.
In [C#] the house of our love,
it's
[F#m] Hey!
I think you were trying to sing something for me, Mocs.
Yeah, I was.
[D] I love us.
I love us just the [A] way we are.
[C#m] Don't have to pretend to like to [C#] do things we don't.
I've [A] always got you, oh,
just to laugh [D] at my stupid jokes.
I'll never take you [D] for granted.
[A] I'll always give you [D] my best.
[A] And if you can offer the [Bm] same fate,
we'll handle the rest.
[D] Cause I love you.
[A] Cause I love you.
You make my spirit sing, yeah you make me glad I live in [A] hell.
Our love is a story sweet to tell, yeah you cast [G] a special satanic [E] spell over my [D] heart.
Love is a journey we decided to [A] start, yeah I hope we'll never ever be [D] apart.
I love you, I [A] love you, I love you, I [D] love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I [Gm] love you, I love you, I [F#] love you, [C] I love you.
[G#] Who's singing love songs in [A] my lustful lounge?
Ozzy's ain't the place for sentimental sounds.
[N] What'd you expect from a [C#] proprietor like us?
Your [D] demon host, Osmodeus, the [C#m] embodiment of lust.
[F#m] Give me a feast.
Your [Bm] show is lust.
From the [C#] groin to the bust, in [Bm] desire we trust,
in the [F#m] house of Osmodeus.
Trumpet.
Hey there, Ips, you came [C#] here to sing your [D] serenade,
perform your feelings on a velvety [C#] stage.
Well, we got a saying that's popular in these parts.
Oh, you little bitches, strum the strings in their [F#m] hearts.
You want to hang around this lustful town?
Ditch the lovey-dovey before we knock you around.
[Bm]
Here we sing about wants and [C#] desires.
Disgravity, savagery, loins hotter than fire.
So [F#m] bring me a thrust.
Show [Bm] me some lust.
From the [C#] groin to the bust, little [Bm] Ips, you just must,
in the [F#m] house of Osmodeus.
Come on, sing us a song.
Make sure the [Bm] subject is getting it on.
Make it [C#] crushed and tacitly loud.
[Bm] Be sure to rhyme song and schlong.
[C#] Go ahead, you mixle.
[F#m] I want to
Yeah, what do you want?
Butt stuff, piss play, bondage, make gentle [A] love.
Ugh, what a lip, Dick Ips.
You're really killing the vibe.
You're the load of this dweeb and his unsatisfied [E] bride.
Hey [F#] now, I've watched those two pork many times.
What, Blitz?
And honestly, they make missionary look relatively [A] exciting.
Is that [A] Blitzo?
Is that your show and your face?
Hey everybody, this guy's a total disgrace.
[D] Some nerve you got to comment [C#] on a relationship.
[D] Last I checked, your [E] love life is a pile of [Am] shit.
Oh, Blitzo, I [Dm] used to date him.
Oh, [A] Horacical, you're here.
A stroke on [Dm] my plate-a.
[A] Yeah, but when [D] it was my turn,
[A]
he didn't know [D] reciprocate-a.
[C#m] A selfish imp in the [D] sheets,
I'm just as bad in the [E] streets.
A reckless [Fm] heartbreaking freak.
[F#] Who's that at your table?
[A] Is your date a demon prince?
[F#] Stolz, is that you?
Are you sleeping with an imp?
[Bm] My Doc Lord, how the mighty do fall.
[A] He used to have a smoking wife,
a kid, you had it all.
[G] I hope you didn't give it up,
[C#] so you and him could get it on.
You sold your life for a [F#m] throne.
Now that's the spirit [Bm] of love.
Grab your coin or [C#] a cuss,
prepare to get your [Bm] head mucked.
Pretend you don't see that cuss,
hop til you jump too [Bm] close.
In [C#] the house of our love,
it's
[F#m] Hey!
I think you were trying to sing something for me, Mocs.
Yeah, I was.
[D] I love us.
I love us just the [A] way we are.
[C#m] Don't have to pretend to like to [C#] do things we don't.
I've [A] always got you, oh,
just to laugh [D] at my stupid jokes.
I'll never take you [D] for granted.
[A] I'll always give you [D] my best.
[A] And if you can offer the [Bm] same fate,
we'll handle the rest.
[D] Cause I love you.
[A] Cause I love you.
Key:
A
D
C#
Bm
F#m
A
D
C#
_ I love you more than the brimstone loves the [A] fire, more than the elza loves [A] her bub, more than a maggot loves [D] gangrenous stubs.
You make my spirit sing, yeah you make me glad I live in [A] hell.
Our love is a story sweet to tell, yeah you cast [G] a special satanic [E] spell over my [D] heart.
Love is a journey we decided to [A] start, yeah I hope we'll never ever be [D] apart.
I love you, I [A] love you, I love you, I [D] love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I [Gm] love you, I love you, I [F#] love you, [C] I love _ you.
[G#] Who's singing love songs in [A] my lustful lounge?
Ozzy's ain't the place for sentimental sounds.
[N] What'd you expect from a [C#] proprietor like us?
Your [D] demon host, Osmodeus, the [C#m] embodiment of lust.
_ [F#m] Give me a feast.
Your [Bm] show is lust.
From the [C#] groin to the bust, in [Bm] desire we trust,
in the [F#m] house of Osmodeus.
Trumpet.
Hey there, Ips, you came [C#] here to sing your [D] serenade,
perform your feelings on a velvety [C#] stage.
Well, we got a saying that's popular in these parts.
Oh, you little bitches, strum the strings in their [F#m] hearts.
You want to hang around this lustful town?
Ditch the lovey-dovey before we knock you around.
[Bm]
Here we sing about wants and [C#] desires.
Disgravity, savagery, loins hotter than fire.
So [F#m] bring me a thrust.
Show [Bm] me some lust.
From the [C#] groin to the bust, little [Bm] Ips, you just must,
in the [F#m] house of Osmodeus.
Come on, sing us a song.
Make sure the [Bm] subject is getting it on.
Make it [C#] crushed and tacitly loud.
[Bm] Be sure to rhyme song and schlong.
[C#] Go ahead, you mixle. _
_ [F#m] _ I want to_
Yeah, what do you want?
Butt stuff, piss play, bondage, make gentle [A] love.
Ugh, what a lip, Dick Ips.
You're really killing the vibe.
You're the load of this dweeb and his unsatisfied [E] bride.
Hey [F#] now, I've watched those two pork many times.
What, Blitz?
And honestly, they make missionary look relatively [A] exciting.
Is that [A] Blitzo?
Is that your show and your face?
Hey everybody, this guy's a total disgrace.
[D] Some nerve you got to comment [C#] on a relationship.
[D] Last I checked, your [E] love life is a pile of [Am] shit.
Oh, Blitzo, I [Dm] used to date him.
Oh, [A] Horacical, you're here.
A stroke on [Dm] my plate-a.
[A] Yeah, but when [D] it was my turn,
[A]
he didn't know [D] reciprocate-a.
[C#m] A selfish imp in the [D] sheets,
I'm just as bad in the [E] streets.
A reckless [Fm] heartbreaking freak.
[F#] Who's that at your table?
[A] Is your date a demon prince?
[F#] Stolz, is that you?
Are you sleeping with an imp?
[Bm] My Doc Lord, how the mighty do fall.
[A] He used to have a smoking wife,
a kid, you had it all.
[G] I hope you didn't give it up,
[C#] so you and him could get it on.
You sold your life for a [F#m] throne.
Now that's the spirit [Bm] of love.
Grab your coin or [C#] a cuss,
prepare to get your [Bm] head mucked.
Pretend you don't see that cuss,
hop til you jump too [Bm] close.
In [C#] the house of our love, _
it's_
[F#m] Hey!
I think you were trying to sing something for me, Mocs.
Yeah, I was.
[D] I love us.
I love us just the [A] way we are.
[C#m] Don't have to pretend to like to [C#] do things we don't.
I've [A] always got you, oh,
just to laugh [D] at my stupid jokes.
I'll never take you [D] for granted.
[A] I'll always give you [D] my best.
[A] And if you can offer the [Bm] same fate,
we'll handle the rest.
[D] Cause I love you.
[A] Cause I love you. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
You make my spirit sing, yeah you make me glad I live in [A] hell.
Our love is a story sweet to tell, yeah you cast [G] a special satanic [E] spell over my [D] heart.
Love is a journey we decided to [A] start, yeah I hope we'll never ever be [D] apart.
I love you, I [A] love you, I love you, I [D] love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I [Gm] love you, I love you, I [F#] love you, [C] I love _ you.
[G#] Who's singing love songs in [A] my lustful lounge?
Ozzy's ain't the place for sentimental sounds.
[N] What'd you expect from a [C#] proprietor like us?
Your [D] demon host, Osmodeus, the [C#m] embodiment of lust.
_ [F#m] Give me a feast.
Your [Bm] show is lust.
From the [C#] groin to the bust, in [Bm] desire we trust,
in the [F#m] house of Osmodeus.
Trumpet.
Hey there, Ips, you came [C#] here to sing your [D] serenade,
perform your feelings on a velvety [C#] stage.
Well, we got a saying that's popular in these parts.
Oh, you little bitches, strum the strings in their [F#m] hearts.
You want to hang around this lustful town?
Ditch the lovey-dovey before we knock you around.
[Bm]
Here we sing about wants and [C#] desires.
Disgravity, savagery, loins hotter than fire.
So [F#m] bring me a thrust.
Show [Bm] me some lust.
From the [C#] groin to the bust, little [Bm] Ips, you just must,
in the [F#m] house of Osmodeus.
Come on, sing us a song.
Make sure the [Bm] subject is getting it on.
Make it [C#] crushed and tacitly loud.
[Bm] Be sure to rhyme song and schlong.
[C#] Go ahead, you mixle. _
_ [F#m] _ I want to_
Yeah, what do you want?
Butt stuff, piss play, bondage, make gentle [A] love.
Ugh, what a lip, Dick Ips.
You're really killing the vibe.
You're the load of this dweeb and his unsatisfied [E] bride.
Hey [F#] now, I've watched those two pork many times.
What, Blitz?
And honestly, they make missionary look relatively [A] exciting.
Is that [A] Blitzo?
Is that your show and your face?
Hey everybody, this guy's a total disgrace.
[D] Some nerve you got to comment [C#] on a relationship.
[D] Last I checked, your [E] love life is a pile of [Am] shit.
Oh, Blitzo, I [Dm] used to date him.
Oh, [A] Horacical, you're here.
A stroke on [Dm] my plate-a.
[A] Yeah, but when [D] it was my turn,
[A]
he didn't know [D] reciprocate-a.
[C#m] A selfish imp in the [D] sheets,
I'm just as bad in the [E] streets.
A reckless [Fm] heartbreaking freak.
[F#] Who's that at your table?
[A] Is your date a demon prince?
[F#] Stolz, is that you?
Are you sleeping with an imp?
[Bm] My Doc Lord, how the mighty do fall.
[A] He used to have a smoking wife,
a kid, you had it all.
[G] I hope you didn't give it up,
[C#] so you and him could get it on.
You sold your life for a [F#m] throne.
Now that's the spirit [Bm] of love.
Grab your coin or [C#] a cuss,
prepare to get your [Bm] head mucked.
Pretend you don't see that cuss,
hop til you jump too [Bm] close.
In [C#] the house of our love, _
it's_
[F#m] Hey!
I think you were trying to sing something for me, Mocs.
Yeah, I was.
[D] I love us.
I love us just the [A] way we are.
[C#m] Don't have to pretend to like to [C#] do things we don't.
I've [A] always got you, oh,
just to laugh [D] at my stupid jokes.
I'll never take you [D] for granted.
[A] I'll always give you [D] my best.
[A] And if you can offer the [Bm] same fate,
we'll handle the rest.
[D] Cause I love you.
[A] Cause I love you. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _