yer mom – hell lyrics
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seven cr-ps eleven there’s no gambling in heavenand it
would seem to me to be the sin that there’s no bourbon
jack or gin
eternity is far to long the reason why i wrote this song
h-ll, it sounds pretty good to me
h-ll, it sounds pretty good to me
h-ll, it sounds pretty good to me
the father son and holy ghost p-rnography is what i miss
most
i’m high and dry with saint peter i ain’t got no friends
here either
explain to me this place called heaven with no room for
wayward women
{chorus}
if i could live my life again i’d live my life a life of
sin
satan sports a three piece suit indulge in the house of
ill repute
and it’s a pity there’s no one to tell that i’d rather be
in . . .
{chorus}
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