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Letras:Turbonegro. Destination: Hell.

I've packed my bags
And I'm ready to run
From what I've said
And what I've done

I look in the mirror
Look at my face
Oh, god I've got to puke
In disgrace

All right I felt really tall
Like no one could stop me at all
I felt big, bigger than a wiz
But magic tricks can't undo this

Sirhan, Sirhan
I wish it wasn't done
I just wanted to have some fun
But now it's too late

I'm ready to leave
I know it's coming tonight
Don't want to deceive you
It won't be all right

Did it once, it's gonna happen twice
Even though I know it isn't nice
Now it's closing me in
It's closing uptight

There's nowhere to run
There's no reason to fight
There's nothing left for me to tell
The future's set, I'm going straight to hell

Sirhan, Sirhan
I wish it wasn't done
I just wanted to have some fun
But now it's too late

Destination: Hell
Destination: Hell
Destination: Hell

Destination: Hell
Destination: Hell
Destination: Hell

Hello Tulip, hi Pumpkin
Where are you going to?
Who me? Oh, I'm going to hell
Oh, did you do something very heavy though
Yep, it was pretty heavy

Destination: Hell
Destination: Hell
Destination: Hell
All right

Destination: Hell
All right
Destination: Hell
Goodbye
Destination: Hell
See you in the afterlife

Destination: Hell
All right
Destination: Hell
Don't cry
Destination: Hell
When you see your child forgive

Destination: Hell
Chetan, Chetan