Hell Isn't Good Lyrics

Little boy at peace what is this place beyond the stars? Open up your eyes. What are these things you're moving towards?

Head so full of wonder, worries in the past. Could it be that you are free at last?

NO!

Little boy, you're going to Hell!
You said bad words, threw rocks at birds
And now this is your hotel!
You ain't going back, this ain't Disneyland,
It's Hell!

Little boy it's time for you to pay!
You hurt the birds you don't go to church
You stare at boobs all day!
You're not in bed, instead you're going to Hell!

Hell isn't good! Hell isn't good!
Hell!

Hitler: (Spouting German Propaganda)
George Burns: Hiya fuckface, you seen Gracie?
Ghandi: There is orderliness in the universe.