| Lyrics: | I hope we haven't bought into all they're selling us
It's the last act and how it turns out now
is left up to the judge.
Say hello, hello, hello, hello, goodbye.
Shoot us up with
TV, get us jonesin' for what we don't need.
We are looking for something, anything
Just as
long as it spoon feeds.
Say hello, hello, hello, hello, goodbye.
I want to sell my
soul to the heavens, to the spirit of the bell.
As it is on earth, will now be as it is in
hell.
Say hello, hello, hello, hello, goodbye.
[Middle voice part provided by Jimmy
Hoffa]
(and yes, we know where he is!) |
