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
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
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