would I be better off laid in a 6 foot hole
a body rotting eyes closed with no conscious of a soul
never knowing never feeling with no memories of being
only ashes laid to ashes never loving never seeing
just a corpse and of course thered be no rising of the dead
no apcolypse of zombies and no cracking open heads
with no eating of the brains because i couldn't stand the pain
pitch black nothing zero headstone and a name
bridge:
where i die i dunno where i'm gonna be
but i know it's a one way ticket
and when i die i dunno where i wanna be
but i know i'll stay wicked
chorus:
I don't know where i'm gone go but when i get there they gone know i'm wicked
and i run the show and i'm wicked and i'm a juggalo
and i'm swingin swingin hatchets while i'm screamin psychopathic and i'm wicked
would i be better off laid in flames and burining for eternity
and should i bite my tongue and never sin and walk a righteous path
or will i feel the devils pitchfork stickin in my righteous ass
wake up to the smells of flesh thats slowly burnin like a pinner
listen to the screams of sinners roastin like a chicken dinner
everyday in hell the temperature would be a f*cken scorture
and everyday in hell a new experience in human torture
bridge:
where i die i dunno where i'm gonna be
but i know it's a one way ticket
and when i die i dunno where i wanna be
but i know i'll stay wicked
would i be better off with streets of gold and a halo angel wings
and floatin on clouds just chillin while a choir sings
every single female old booty sportin double d's
quick to take a dick and on command be blowin like a breeze
never bein broke or feelin sick and liquor on tap
pac and biggie droppin by to ask where where the weed at
call it shangrila or heaven i just hope then listenin
and even though hell is callin prey for me they let me in
bridge:
where i die i dunno where i'm gonna be
but i know it's a one way ticket
and when i die i dunno where i wanna be
but i know i'll stay wicked