Großartige Lyrics!
„I don’t want to start any blasphemous rumours / but I think that God’s got a sick sense of humour / and when I die, I expect to find him laughing.“
Von Gott missachtet, und vom Satan auch nicht gewollt:
„Satan rejected my soul / As low as he goes / He never quite goes this low“
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Going down in Kackbratzentown