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