Kick start the beat box
The saints are marching through
While the house band plays the blues
Demons are the dealers here
I won't give you no refund
On all these borrowed goods
I'd throw the k** switch
But the engine's running smooth
Something 'bout this place we're in
Is k**ing me and you
Someone find the messenger
Don't forget to shoot
Once I would save them
Now I want them dead
I might not ever get
All the things she said
Don't know how much you can tell
Don't think I hide it that well
I got this feeling
Everything is going to hell
Don't know how much you can tell
Don't think I hide it that well
I got this feeling
Everything is going to hell
Don't know about this
I ain't one to be amused
Some of us have trouble
Forgiving some of you
A smooth cadillac ride
Take me far away
I'll be back, don't worry
Everything's okay
Don't know how much you can tell
Don't think I hide it that well
I got this feeling
Everything is going to hell
Don't know how much you can tell
Don't think I hide it that well
I got this feeling
Everything is going to hell
Street walkers sleep well
On a Sunday afternoon
A million times they warned me
About spending time with you
These tiny packages
Broke the bank and left
I've walked from miles
And I ain't seen nothing yet
Don't know how much you can tell
Don't think I hide it that well
I got this feeling
Everything is going to hell
Don't know how much you can tell
Don't think I hide it that well
I got this feeling
Everything is going to hell
Something 'bout this place we're in
Is k**ing me and you
Someone find the messenger
Don't forget to shoot
Don't know how much you can tell
Don't think I hide it that well
I got this feeling
Everything is going to hell
Don't know how much you can tell
Don't think I hide it that well
I got this feeling
Everything is going to hell (2x)