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Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don t go to heaven where the angels fly
They go to the lake of fire and fry
Won t see em again till the fourth of july

I knew a lady who came from Duluth
She got bit by a dog with a rabid tooth
She went to her grave just a little too soon
And flew away howling on the yellow moon

Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don t go to heaven where the angels fly
They go to the lake of fire and fry
Won t see em again till the fourth of july

Now the people cry and the people moan
And they look for a dry place to call their home
And try to find some place to rest their bones
While the angels and the devils
Fight to claim them for their own


Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don t go to heaven where the angels fly
They go to the lake of fire and fry
Won t see em again till the fourth of july

Presenting you with alternative music
Cause, yo, the struggle is tough, and we must learn to live through it
Pleasure and pain, pain and pleasure
We gotta maintain a balance to obtain the treasure
Not really preaching or teaching but just reaching
Out to...

I want my Danielle
Lady sweet Danielle
Comfort me with sadness
Not an easy thing to do
I could see that you were troubled
But there wasn t much that I could do

When the rain speaks softly
From upon a blade of grass
Don t you cry
Don...

[Verse 1]
Just seventeen when I metchu
Yeah you, we were young but cha knew what I been through
Ita fucked up if we meant to
But I was your friend tried to protect you
Plus I knew you had potential
Had a good...

Walk around the garden, choking at the weeds
Won t you come and help me try and sow some seeds
All the trees are weeping, branches hanging low
Seems as if they know that they haven t long to go

All the world s a funfair, hide behind your...

Yellow turns this courage badge into a valentinal trash.
These are the crushes meant to crush you.
The contact was dry, but exasperating like a teething smile.
Pulse by pulse, i honor the we weather to myself into her hands,
and for an angel even she knew it well.
when my drool dropped past her...