Twiztid

Twiztid - When I Get To Hell lyrics

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When I get to hell, 

I'm sure that I'll know everybody 

from the likes of David Berkowitz to Allister Crowley 

Couple bible thumpers here and there praise the lord, 

If ya didn't in your soul, then you destined to get yours 

When I get to hell, 

I'll be sure to head for the throne 

and all alone relieve the devil of his dome in his home 

When I get to hell 

I'm lookin' for Heath Ledger 

I'll see if I can get all the shit he left on his dresser 

When I get to hell 

I'ma start a new resistance 

The first act, killin' 50 of the devil's 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 

I'm changin' from skin to skeleton 

My arms spread like wings of demons once again 



[CHORUS:]

I'm goin' to hell so who'll come with me 

[repeat]

The devil stab me with a pitchfork, come get me 

[repeat]

I'm goin' to hell so who'll 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 

I'm gonna crucify Hitler 

While Napoleon watches from the front row and takes pictures 

All the heads rollin' makes the audience pop 

Another demon dead I'ma work my way to the top 

When I get to hell 

I'll 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 

I'm fuckin' 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 fuck that bitch 

When I get to hell 

I'm 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 



[CHORUS]



When I get to hell 

They gonna eat my eyes first 

and run my ass over with an all black hearse 

Scrape what's left of us up and shovel it in a bucket 

and dump it up in the orgies of demons as they would fuck 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 can't haunt nobody 

You're not even a ghost 



[CHORUS]



When I get to hell 



[CHORUS]




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