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hell in a handbasket - aurelio voltaire lyrics

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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 h-ll?
hey, what’s that sulfury smell?
now i can feel fire creeping up my thigh

i’m going to h-ll (he’s going to h-ll!)
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 h-ll (he’s going to h-ll!)
in a handbasket (in a handbasket!)
with my flesh they’ll make a feast
i’m gonna be there in that number
that’s 666 the number of the beast

i’m going to h-ll (he’s going to h-ll!)
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 h-ll (he’s going to h-ll!)
in a handbasket (in a hand basket!)
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 h-ll (he’s going to h-ll!)
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 h-ll (he’s going to h-ll!)
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 h-ll (he’s going to h-ll!)
in a handbasket (in a hand basket!)
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, oh good lord, i only ask you forgive
the self righteous who deceive
when your words they twist
we both know h-ll don’t exist
except in the minds of the poor fools who believe

- aurelio voltaire lyrics

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