When I get to hell,
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I'm sure that I'll know everybody
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from the likes of David Berkowitz to Allister Crowley
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Couple bible thumpers here and there praise the lord,
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If ya didn't in your soul, then you destined to get yours
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When I get to hell,
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I'll be sure to head for the throne
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and all alone relieve the devil of his dome in his home
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When I get to hell
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I'm lookin' for Heath Ledger
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I'll see if I can get all the shit he left on his dresser
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When I get to hell
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I'ma start a new resistance
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The first act, killin' 50 of the devil's minions
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No hell or the total terror
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and pure happy people is as the devil was,
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sweeter than me habit
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When I get to hell
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All the evil will line up,
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and celebrate my death by drinkin' cups of my blood
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When I get to hell
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I'm changin' from skin to skeleton
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My arms spread like wings of demons once again
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[CHORUS:]
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I'm goin' to hell so who'll come with me
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[repeat]
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The devil stab me with a pitchfork, come get me
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[repeat]
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I'm goin' to hell so who'll come with me
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[repeat]
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The devil stab me with a pitchfork, come get me
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[repeat]
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Hell hell hell hell
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hell hell hell hell
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When I get to hell
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I'm gonna crucify Hitler
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While Napoleon watches from the front row and takes pictures
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All the heads rollin' makes the audience pop
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Another demon dead I'ma work my way to the top
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When I get to hell
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I'll be swimmin' in a lake of blue flame
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Skinnydippin' in puddles of blood stains
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Where everything is everything that many bring
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Anything that you need
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From coke to murder sprees
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Spreadin' like a disease
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When I get to hell
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I'm fuckin' Marylin Monroe
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Doggystylin' her fire pit with a gun to her dome
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In a dress like the Seven Year Itch and
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Pullin' on the trigger as I bust like fuck that bitch
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When I get to hell
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I'm discombobulatin' and shake
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'Til my bones break and separate like skin from a snake
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When I get to hell
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I roll like a sick force
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and I penetrate your skin like the horns from a pitchfork
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[CHORUS]
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When I get to hell
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They gonna eat my eyes first
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and run my ass over with an all black hearse
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Scrape what's left of us up and shovel it in a bucket
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and dump it up in the orgies of demons as they would fuck it
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Cause the pieces to chunk and sew it all up
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Push me in the line waitin' for the elevator up
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To vacuum the soul right up out the hole
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So you can't haunt nobody
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You're not even a ghost
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[CHORUS]
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When I get to hell
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[CHORUS]
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When I Get To Hell
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Twiztid |