On The Outskirts Of Hell
By Lord R.e. Taylor
He knows when he is going to go
The big question is
Where will he end up
He has led a good life
Yet he did screw up some
Not too bad but just enough
So, when the Banshee calls
When that long black train pulls in
He will get on-board with a smile
He’ll have a big shot of Jack
Relaxing as train enters the tunnel
Taking him to his new home
Just on the outskirts of Hell
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