"I try," he says, like barrelling his dumb ass through a brick wall is a piece of performance art that he's been working hard on and not just him being too drunk to fly.

There's something that's appropriate for this situation, he just has to remember what the words are.

Oh, right.

"I came in like a wrecking ball," he sort of half says, half drunkenly croons, and it's... within the realm of on-key. And let's be honest, the song doesn't exactly have a high bar to pass as far as good singing goes anyway, so having Satan stumble his way through an alcohol-manged rendition is probably an improvement.