Hell in a Handbasket Songtext
von Aurelio Voltaire

Oh, and now the end is near, and I face that final curtain
So goodbye 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 sulfuryl smell?
Now I can feel the fire creepin′ up my thigh

I'm going to Hell (he′s going to Hell) in a handbasket (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 (he′s going to Hell) in a handbasket (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 (he's going to Hell) in a handbasket (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 (he's going to Hell) in a handbasket (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 (he′s going to Hell) in a handbasket (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 repentant ain't my style

I′m going to Hell (he's going to Hell) in a handbasket (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 (he's going to Hell) in a handbasket (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