Goin' To Hell Songtext

I commute and pollute in the rat race
I live too well, I take up too much space
I buy the right stuff and put it in the wrong place
I'm goin' to hell in any case
I got the nerve to talk about the timber raper
When I don't even use both sides of the toilet paper
I failed to foresee the S
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