Don't tell me what you've done
Because I don't want to know
You say it's not so hard,
Just let your conscience go

You're flashing me that politician's grin
You got your image squeaky clean
You've such a fetching smile
But my, what sharp teeth

We're going to hell, we're going to hell
We're going to hell, we're going to hell

So show me some remorse
Show me a little guilt
Don't tell me we're just animals
Awaiting our next kill

I've been disciplined by religion, by fear
So I can't quite seem to keep my thoughts pure
I've a hunger for the deviant
And a thirst far worse

We're going to hell, we're going to hell
We're going to hell, we're going to hell my friends

So what's that something sinister inside?
We act so civilized
Devils in tuxedos
Our sordid hearts are far too hard to hide
What's that beneath the floorboards?

Boom boom
Boom boom
Boom boom

We're going to hell, we're going to hell
We're going to hell, we're going to hell