Lake Of Fire
Lyrics
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 See 'em again 'til the fourth of July! ♪ I knew a lady who came from Duluth Bit by a dog with a rabid tooth She went to her grave just a little too soon 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 down to the lake of fire and fry See 'em again 'til the fourth of July ♪ People cry and people moan Look for a dry place to call their home Try to find some place to rest their bones While the angels and the devils try to make them their own Where do bad folks go when they die? They don't go to Heaven where the angels fly They go down to the lake of fire and fry See 'em again 'til the fourth of July 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 See 'em again 'til the fourth of July! ♪ I knew a lady who came from Duluth Bit by a dog with a rabid tooth She went to her grave just a little too soon 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 down to the lake of fire and fry See 'em again 'til the fourth of July ♪ People cry and people moan Look for a dry place to call their home Try to find some place to rest their bones While the angels and the devils try to make them their own Where do bad folks go when they die? They don't go to Heaven where the angels fly They go down to the lake of fire and fry See 'em again 'til the fourth of July 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 See 'em again 'til the fourth of July! ♪ I knew a lady who came from Duluth Bit by a dog with a rabid tooth She went to her grave just a little too soon 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 down to the lake of fire and fry See 'em again 'til the fourth of July ♪ People cry and people moan Look for a dry place to call their home Try to find some place to rest their bones While the angels and the devils try to make them their own Where do bad folks go when they die? They don't go to Heaven where the angels fly They go down to the lake of fire and fry See 'em again 'til the fourth of July
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 02:55
- Key
- 1
- Tempo
- 145 BPM