The record store's on fire
And all that's left is conversation, conversation, conversation
Kids are running wild
Saying we don't need an occupation, occupation, occupation
There goes another one
A father to a son, a friend to a friend
And another waste of time as politicians lie
Again and again and again and again, again and again
Oh, my God, yeah
I, I think I've died and gone to Hell, and gone to Hell
Yeah, I, I think I've died and gone to Hell, and gone to Hell
And I don't care, and I don't care
Oh, I don't care 'cause it was Hell on earth
Oh, I can smell the coffee from a hundred miles away
And she's run out of cigarettes, she smokes a pack a day
And everyone's unhealthy and no one's getting laid
And when I bump into my friends, I don't know what to say
But there goes another one
A father to a son, a friend to a friend
And another waste of time as politicians lie
Again and again and again and again and again and again
Oh, my God, yeah
I, I think I've died and gone to Hell, and gone to Hell
Yeah, I, I think I've died and gone to Hell, and gone to Hell
And I don't care, and I don't care
And I don't care 'cause it was Hell on earth
And I don't care, and I don't care
Oh, I don't care 'cause it was Hell on earth
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Oh, I've been practicing every single day
Just so I've got something interesting to say
Turns out when you grow up, you still don't know the way
And I, I think I've died and gone to Hell, and gone to Hell
Yeah, I, I think I've died and gone to Hell, and gone to Hell
And I don't care, and I don't care
And I don't care 'cause it was Hell on earth
And I don't care, and I don't care
Oh, I don't care 'cause it was Hell on earth