To Hell With You

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Screeching Weasel - Rock, Pop-Punk

To Hell With You

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The old, incontinent, broken, pitiful, and weak Pagan idols gold and silver light our way They have eyes but cannot see They have mouths but cannot speak If they could, they wouldn't have nothing to say Rose and I fell with you I'll go to Hell with you Wo to the rest of our lives Are you as bored as I am? Tell me is it worse to reign below Than serve in Heaven on your knees? Timeless days of endless praise A [?] prophetic curse I swear, it sounds like some unspeakable disease Rose and I fell with you I'll go to Hell with you Wo to the rest of our lives Tonight we'll claim the right To take what's yours and mine And leave this all behind Tonight, turn out the lights Reviled and condemned Not gonna be like them Rose and I fell with you I'll go to Hell with you Wo to the rest of our lives Rose and I fell with you I'll go to Hell with you Wo to the rest of our lives To the rest of our lives To the rest of our lives For the rest of our lives

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  • Ben Weasel