i d rather choose my soul to lose than leave around just one confused and lose desire don t know if i ll ever learn can t wait til i get my turn to burn in the infernal hell fire i m waiting for my last rights while a bugle up my backside blows the blues in me hope i don t run out of gas bet my sacrilegious ass ain t nothing that really scares me oh yeah and you know i m in league with satan and you know there can t be no debatin my hell bound trail i was born with a tail i m evil yeah and i run free there s molten leather in me so let s get the hell got the goods brother bring it on my mother done brought me up wrong and you can use my dick as a walkin stick as well it s time to fly the finger yeah that middle digit brings your point and it drives it home on my head there s no crown of thorns this evil scowl has earned its horns i m gonna hop on top of your mom before i go 