Aurelio Voltaire - Hell In A Handbasket lyrics
[Aurelio Voltaire - Hell In A Handbasket lyrics]
Oh, and now the end is near
And I face that final curtain
So goodbye to strife
This is the last dance of my life
Lord, of this I'm certain
I've been a sinner i've been a saint
Done both good and evil deeds
Oh, but in the end, I was good to my friends
And that's good enough for me
Oh good Lord, they say all souls you forgive
Well if that's true then why?
Does there need to be a hell?
Hey, what's that sulfury smell?
Now I can feel fire creeping up my thigh
I'm going to Hell (He's going to Hell)
In a handbasket (In a handbasket)
It's a Bohemian Rhapsody
Oh, Galileo, mamma mia, Scaramouche
Scaramouche
Oh, Beelzebub's got a devil put aside for me
I'm going to Hell (He's going to Hell)
In a handbasket (In a handbasket)
With my flesh, they'll make a feast
I'm gonna be there in that number
That's six six six, the number of the beast
I'm going to Hell (He's going to Hell)
In a handbasket (In a handbasket)
Well at least I'll have a view
Oh, I will see the fire
Through the rusty razor wire
Oh, don't you worry, I saved a seat for you
I'm going to Hell (He's going to Hell)
In a handbasket (In a handbasket)
And I might like it that way
No, this ain't no lie
I'd rather be Kentucky Fried
Than alive and kicking in Jersey any day
I'm going to Hell (He's going to Hell)
In a handbasket (In a hand basket)
I'd pray if I had the guile
No, this ain't no fib
I'd rather be a splatter on the Devil's bib
'Cause on my knees repenting ain't my style
I'm going to Hell (He's going to Hell)
In a handbasket (In a hand basket)
Oh, please don't pray for me
No, I don't need to be saved
Of the devil I ain't afraid
There ain't nothing he can do that
Ain't already been done to me
I'm going to Hell (He's going to Hell)
In a handbasket (In a handbasket)
And I'll have good company too
'Cause if I was so bad
Then there's no need to be sad
'Cause everybody else will be there too
(Including you)
Oh, good Lord, I only ask you forgive
The self-righteous who deceive
When your words they twist
We both know Hell don't exist
Except in the minds of the
Poor fools who believe
And I face that final curtain
So goodbye to strife
This is the last dance of my life
Lord, of this I'm certain
I've been a sinner i've been a saint
Done both good and evil deeds
Oh, but in the end, I was good to my friends
And that's good enough for me
Oh good Lord, they say all souls you forgive
Well if that's true then why?
Does there need to be a hell?
Hey, what's that sulfury smell?
Now I can feel fire creeping up my thigh
I'm going to Hell (He's going to Hell)
In a handbasket (In a handbasket)
It's a Bohemian Rhapsody
Oh, Galileo, mamma mia, Scaramouche
Scaramouche
Oh, Beelzebub's got a devil put aside for me
I'm going to Hell (He's going to Hell)
In a handbasket (In a handbasket)
With my flesh, they'll make a feast
I'm gonna be there in that number
That's six six six, the number of the beast
I'm going to Hell (He's going to Hell)
In a handbasket (In a handbasket)
Well at least I'll have a view
Oh, I will see the fire
Through the rusty razor wire
Oh, don't you worry, I saved a seat for you
I'm going to Hell (He's going to Hell)
In a handbasket (In a handbasket)
And I might like it that way
No, this ain't no lie
I'd rather be Kentucky Fried
Than alive and kicking in Jersey any day
I'm going to Hell (He's going to Hell)
In a handbasket (In a hand basket)
I'd pray if I had the guile
No, this ain't no fib
I'd rather be a splatter on the Devil's bib
'Cause on my knees repenting ain't my style
I'm going to Hell (He's going to Hell)
In a handbasket (In a hand basket)
Oh, please don't pray for me
No, I don't need to be saved
Of the devil I ain't afraid
There ain't nothing he can do that
Ain't already been done to me
I'm going to Hell (He's going to Hell)
In a handbasket (In a handbasket)
And I'll have good company too
'Cause if I was so bad
Then there's no need to be sad
'Cause everybody else will be there too
(Including you)
Oh, good Lord, I only ask you forgive
The self-righteous who deceive
When your words they twist
We both know Hell don't exist
Except in the minds of the
Poor fools who believe