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 my what 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
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We're Going to Hell
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