Lyrics Hell In A Hand Basket - Aurelio Voltaire

Hell In A Hand Basket

Oh and Now
The end is near
And I face that final curtain
So good-bye 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 hell?
Hey, what’s that sulfury smell?
Now I can feel, the fire, creepin up my thigh
I’m going to Hell 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 Hell 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 Hell 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 Hell in a handbasket
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 Hell in a handbasket
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 repentent ain’t my style
I’m goin to Hell, in a handbasket
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 nothin' he can do that ain’t already been done to me
I’m going to Hell in a handbasket
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, good Lord, I only ask you forgive
The self-righteous who deceive
When your words they twist
We both know Hell don’t exist
Except in the minds of the poor fools who believe