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Nirvana
Lake Of Fire
Where do bad folks go when they die
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
Go to a lake of fire and fry
See 'em again till the fourth of July
I knew a lady who came from Duluth
Bit by a dog with a rabid tooth
She went to her grave just a little too soon
Flew and laid down on the yellow moon
CHORUS
People cry and people moan
Look for a dry place to call their home
Try to find some place to rest their bones
While the angels and the devils
Try to make them their own
CHORUS
SOLO
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