It's the last act and how it turns out now is left up to the judge.
Say hello, hello, hello, hello, goodbye.

Shoot us up with TV, get us jonesin' for what we don't need.
We are looking for something, anything
Just as long as it spoon feeds.
Say hello, hello, hello, hello, goodbye.

I want to sell my soul to the heavens, to the spirit of the bell.
As it is on earth, will now be as it is in hell.
Say hello, hello, hello, hello, goodbye.

[Middle voice part provided by Jimmy Hoffa]
   (and yes, we know where he is!)