Chonnys inferno
[00:13.21] Here lies Chonny!
[00:16.12] You can tell it's him 'cos we put his name on the stone...
[00:24.09] Ran his showers red hot!
[00:25.42] Never too good for a potshot.
[00:27.28] Take the long way 'round to work when the song got to the good part.
[00:30.46] He'd try to stay humble, but inevitably stumble
[00:33.64] when the kind words rolled in and his humility crumbled.
[00:37.11] Always dwell on what hurt him, lament and reassess.
[00:40.56] Bimonthly sink; depress in senseless, excess mental abscess.
[00:43.74] Tried to fight the demons that had caused him such stress.
[00:46.93] At about thirty-five, died of... well,
[00:49.32] take a guess.
[00:50.65] Took his golden ascension.
[00:52.24] His family and friends incensed with fear and tension
[00:54.90] beyond their comprehension.
[00:57.03] "Catch ya later! I'm off to see the man upstairs.
[01:00.21] Let's hope he ain't been paying too much attention..."
[01:03.14] There was an angel at the entrance, checking off a guest list.
[01:06.85] Chonny wasn't on it and was ushered to the exit.
[01:10.05] But let's be frank,
[01:12.97] we did expect this.
[01:16.41] "Excuse me, sir! There must be something I could do ya for.
[01:19.86] Perhaps a favour - or a fiver - might open up those pearly doors.
[01:23.07] I'm awfully hard-working! There's something I could do, I'm sure."
[01:26.53] Pleading with the angels while they pushed him through the door.
[01:29.71] "I said excuse me, sir! There must be something I could do ya for.
[01:33.19] Perhaps a favour - or a fiver! - might open up those pearly doors.
[01:36.37] I'm awfully hard-working! There's something I could do, I'm sure."
[01:39.83] Pleading with the angels while they pushed him through the door.
[01:43.29] "ALL HOPE ABANDON, YE WHO ENTER IN!"
[01:46.20] Oh! Don't mind the sign, my friend. Its threat is weak and thin.
[01:49.39] We really only have it there to keep those squares upstairs at bay.
[01:52.57] We just started a hand of poker. You wanna play?
[01:56.29] Uh-ha! Oh, right.
[01:58.69] You thought we'd have some chained up whores, tangled;
[02:00.28] hanged up by extension cords?
[02:01.34] A hellfire spit-roast main course, with a side of fried landlords?
[02:04.27] Well, sorry for the fright, but you can't believe all you read in the paper.
[02:07.73] That hit piece you call 'The Bible' was written by the world's greatest hater.
[02:10.91] (The world is run by evil people.)
[02:11.72] And yes, of course, the Devil's wrought true wrath upon the wicked scourge;
[02:14.10] a murderer or rapist best beware his violent force.
[02:17.56] But here, we mostly dwell in what the fools up there expel.
[02:20.75] An awfully diverse cast of critters resides down here in Hell.
[02:23.93] There was a demon cloaked in flames, putting checks on an invite list.
[02:27.40] Beside a line of names had lied a guide of signed indictments.
[02:34.04] "The bright, white islands high would get the boring ones excited,
[02:35.10] but trust me, man, you wouldn't like it."
[02:37.23] "So do excuse me, sir. There must be something we could do ya for.
[02:42.28] Perhaps a snack or beverage - on the house - from Casa Infierno.
[02:45.46] There are plenty like-minded folk here! Perhaps they might entice you more..."
[02:48.91] Winking at the 'sinner' while they walked him through the door.
[02:52.10] "Excuse me, sir. There must be something we could do ya for.
[02:55.29] Perhaps a snack or beverage - on the house! - from Casa Infierno.
[02:58.74] There are plenty like-minded folk here! Perhaps they might entice you more..."
[03:02.19] Winking at the 'sinner' while they walked him through the door.
[03:05.38] You can run from your demons until you are exhausted.
[03:08.57] One day, you will have to stop and find out what they wanted.
[03:11.77] Keep running from your demons, till you are exhausted.
[03:18.41] You can run to those angels until you are exhausted.
[03:21.58] One day, you will have to stop and question what they wanted.
[03:25.05] Keep running to those angels, till you are exhausted.
[03:31.42] "So do excuse me, sir. There must be something we could do ya for.
[03:34.87] (I don't want to die.) (Shut up, you're stupid. Just kiss me.)
[03:36.20] Perhaps a snack or beverage - on the house - from Casa Infierno.
[03:37.79] (At war with every species, from Dinosaur to Seaweed.)
[03:42.04] There are plenty like-minded folk here! Perhaps they might entice you more..."
[03:42.30] (Please don't let me die.) (Shut up, you're stupid. Just hold my friggin' hand.)
[03:42.84] Winking at the 'sinner' while they walked him through the door.
[03:44.70] (There will be no romance.)
[03:45.76] "Excuse me, sir. There must be something we could do ya for.
[03:48.15] (I don't want to die.) (Shut up, you're stupid. Just kiss me.)
[03:48.68] Perhaps a snack or beverage - on the house! - from Casa Infierno.
[03:50.02] (At war with every species. Veni. Vidi. Vici.)
[03:51.34] There are plenty like-minded folk here! Perhaps they might entice you more..."
[03:54.53] (Please don't let me die.) (Shut up, you're stupid. Just be my friggin' man.)
[03:55.59] Winking at the 'sinner' while they walked him through the door.
