Satan sent her from the bowels of hell, I should have recognized old Jezebel.
I don't know, but I've been told, the streets of hell are paved with gold.
No more pencils, no more books, no more teachers' dirty looks, when the teacher rings the bell, drop your books and run like hell
Chained in a cell, got my own private hell. Preacher crucifies me, warden wants to fry me.
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