nasty stories about his crucified son is not my definition of fun its a choice between heaven and hell deep beneath i can hear them yell yeah, im a sinner and i know where im going (you know where) all the nasty things i've done is now showing
the purgatory is hot for some please please pick up that telephone
rejected from the gates of st. peter there were no wings for me no he called me a cheater sad and sorry i turned away there is no way back, no its time to pay a distant voice is now calling for me it says "come and join me this is the best place to be"
the purgatory is hot for some please please pick up that telephone
the purgatory is hot for some please please pick up that telephone