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