The devil went down to Georgia, he was lookin' for a show to steal.
He was in a bind cuz he was eatin' cheese and he was willin' to make a deal.
When he came across this young chef cooking with some chilies and makin' it hot.
And the devil jumped up on his hickory chips and said "Boy, let me tell you what.
"I guess you didn't know it but I'm a Good Eats Maker too.
And if you care to take a dare I'll make a bet with you.
Now you work a pretty good griddle boy, but give the devil his due.
I'll bet a skillet of gold against your show, cuz I think I'm better than you."
The chef said, "My name's Alton" and it might be a sin
But I'll take your bet you're gonna regret cuz I'm the best on the Ol' Food N."
CHORUS
Alton you grease up your bowl and cook your good eats hard
Cuz hell’s broke loose in Georgia and the devil deals its cards
And if you win you get this shiny skillet made of gold
But if you lose the devil gets your soul
The devil opened up his cooler and he said, "I'll start this show."
And fire blew from his fingertips as he oiled up his bowl.
And he filled the bowl with meat and chilies and it made an evil hiss.
Then a band of demons joined in and it sounded something like this.
(Insert Mentos theme here)
When the devil finished Alton said, "Well, you're pretty good ol' son.
But sit down in that futon there and let me show you how it's done."
CHORUS
Fire up the big wok watch it glow.
The devil's in the house of the rising dough.
Chicken in the pan with 40 cloves.
This Scrap Iron Chef don't need no stoves.
The devil bowed his head cuz he knew that he'd been beat.
And he laid that golden skillet on the ground at Alton's feet.
And Alton said, "Devil just come on back if you ever want to eat again.
I done told you once you fancy chef I'm the best that's ever been."
CHORUS
He fired up the big wok. Watch it glow.
The devil's in the house of the rising dough.
Chicken in the pan with 40 cloves.
This Scrap Iron Chef don't need no stoves.
