you may find my appearance and demeanor foolish but it is you that plays the fool for although i am only a student of the victim i have many many styles try my choking style hwah shaolin puff n stuff every time you humored me you patronized my misery the yesterdays mean nothing now they never mattered anyhow oh well in hell we like it well we think it s nice we think it s swell i ve fucked up so many times the more i think the more i sink into the drain of pain and misery the sickness of feeling will end someday often times i wonder why there s love and hate there s live or die when sickness comes i must decide when feelings go there s suicide oh well in hell we like it well we think it s nice we think it s swell we ll drink a cup of kindness yet in hell we learn but soon forget hell is life you must admit this is true but don t take it so serious it ends so soon in hell oh well 