Let's All Go to Hades

Let's all go to Hades, on a tricked-out bullet train
As our glasses overflow with French champagne
Let's all go to paradise on a supersonic jet
We'll drink German beer, roll our own cigarettes
When all the world has gone insane
And filled you up with all its pain
When all you want to do is fucking scream
Do you know what I mean?
Let's all go to gay Paris and lay a rose at the Bataclan
We'll sing "Killed by Death" as we stand arm-in-arm
Then we'll head to Istanbul on the Orient Express
Wear your biker leather, you're not overdressed
Let's all go, take everyone we know
Jam them all inside the black Mercedes
Let's all ride, 'till everyone is fried
Let's have a ball, let's all go to Hades
The sleeper cars are quite affordable, clean
They're on the hot side if you know what I mean
Our staff is trained, to be the finest and well
Last stop, all get off...
See you in hell
All you motherfuckers check your guns at the door
Let's all go to Hades, on a tricked-out bullet train
Let's all go to Hades, just the same
Let's all go to paradise on a supersonic jet
Let's all go to paradise, not yet