I may be going to hell,
But don't worry about me.

I'm probably going to hell,
But, I'll have lots of company.

I'm pretty sure I'm going to hell.
The end of my life will not be signaled by the sound of a golden bell.
The life I swore I'd never live has taken its toll.
My halo has been pawned,
And my wings are broke.
Not even the church could save my soul.

And if by chance,
I do make it to the promised land,
Those golden, glowing gates would never let me in.

Heaven is where everyone wants to go,
But some of us are destined to end up down below.