Welcome at the gates of Hell
At the greatest ball across the wasteland
But before you enter, dump away your sorrow
We have special treats to cure the guilt
And make one feel that Hell is quite the opposite
to what they`ve made them think
Do not miss the stage acts, blasting out one million Watts
Enhanced by Hendrix, Kurt, Lou Reed and Mister Burroughs
Amy doesn`t sing tonight, but she barkeeps various drinks
Distilled by Martin Luther King
God is expected to pass by to sell us some good old fucking wine
And perhaps some good old rotten cheese
The fear of the Lord bores the days
The tears of the wicked shall be blissful
The fear of the Lord bores the days
The years of the wicked shall be full of bliss
The fear of the Lord bores the days
The years of the wicked shall be blissful
The fear of the Lord bores the days
The years of the wicked shall be full of bliss
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