Don’t tell me what you’ve done Cus I don’t wanna know You say it’s not so hard Just let your conscience go
You’re flashing me that politicians grin You got your image squeaky clean You’ve such a fetching smile But a maw with sharp teeth
We’re going to hell, we’re going to hell We’re going to hell, we’re going to hell
So show me some remorse Show me a little guilt Don’t tell me we’re just animals Awaiting our next kill
I’ve been disciplined by religion, by fear So I can’t quite seem to keep my thought pure I’ve a hunger for the deviant And a thirst for worse
We’re going to hell, we’re going to hell We’re going to hell, we’re going to hell my friends
So what’s that something sinister inside We act so civilized Devils in tuxedos Our sorted hearts are far too hard to hide What’s that ‘neath the floorboards?
Boom boom Boom boom Boom boom
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