hell oh
is anyone here?
you don't
get the picture
hell glows
bright and clear

and I’m just a cynic
talkin' 'bout a white bleached sepulcher
I’m bringin' ants to your picnic
they're feeding on a dead man's bones

count down to tribulation, oh
oh, oh, oh

hell oh
isn't it clear?
have I
failed to tell you
heaven
is oh so near

there once was a cynic
talkin' 'bout a white bleached sepulcher
I’m the bee at your picnic
who stung you 'till you had to run home

count down occupation oh
oh, oh, oh, well

oh, oh, oh,
hell oh
is anyone here?
you don't
get the picture
hell glows
bright and clear

and I’m just a cynic
talkin' 'bout a white bleached sepulcher
bringin' ants to your picnic
they're feeding on a dead man's bones

count down to salvation, oh
oh, oh, oh

hello? is anyone here?
hello? is anyone here?