Me and my doll
Are going away
To the great beyond
I'm dropping my wand
I'm going to hell
And nobody is stopping me
I want a special front row seat
For the devil's hot feast
Hey Mister
Where do you buy a ticket
I long for the heat
Two tickets to hell please
I am not depressed
I am in no need of help
I am not even stressed
I am not going to make a yelp
My black hair and makeup
My doll and me will ever break up
Bring yourself and your feelings
No need for possessions
The devil will always hook you up
The devil and me
Are getting along so greatly
Me and my doll
Are happy on the magma beach
I am happy to be here
The devil's grip has set me free