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That Handsome Devil "Charlie's Inferno"

#charliekirk #ai #comedy #music #thathandsomedevil #parody #brighamnetanyahu "Charlie's Inferno" · That Handsome Devil The Heart Goes to Heaven, The Head Goes to Hell ℗ 2011 16 Entertainment, under exclusive license from That Handsome Devil Released on: 2011-08-09 Producer: Jeremy Page Background Vocals: Naoko Takamoto Lead Vocals: Godforbid Composer: Jeremy Page Composer: Christian Oppel Lyrics: Here lies Charlie You can tell it's him 'cause we put his name on the stone He kept his showers ice cold, used eco-friendly lightbulbs Rode his bicycle to work when the gasoline price rose He'd judge with no pretense, fish on the weekends Each morning, get up, do the Pledge of Allegiance Never swim in the ocean, for fear of shark attacks Bi-monthly get his wife a rose with a card attached Avoiding all the little things that were hard to ask Had a car crash, cardiac arrest, died of a heart attack Golden escalator, all his friends and neighbors Huddled there in prayer around the respirator Catch you later, I'm off to see the man upstairs They all look like ants from here, stars and crystal chandeliers There was an angel at the entrance, checking off a guest list Charlie wasn't on it, and was ushered to the exit His heart sank He was breathless Excuse me, sir, there must be someone you've confused me for If I could see someone who knew me or someone in uniform I go to church on Sunday, truly, usually more Screaming at the angels while they pushed him through the door Excuse me, sir, there must be someone you've confused me for If I could see someone who knew me or someone in uniform I go to church on Sunday, truly, usually more Screaming at the angels while they pushed him through the door Abandon all hope, all ye who enter It was a horrifying sign, but sounded like a neat adventure Far beyond the halos and the castles in the clouds Fatsos squealing, shackled with some apples in their mouths Attention whores in padded bras hanging from extension cords Tortured with the products from their favorite catalogs Here, we buy and sell a million kinds of Hell Imagination is the limit to the devil's clientele Up a dingy elevator, no televised debate The Savior saves you from the Hell you paid for, sorry, but it's, "Smell you later" Side-stepped fate, went right for the gate But you know the devil, he loves a good chase There was a demon at the entrance, making X's on a checklist Who would kick you in the ass when you begged him for repentance Those tempted by the senses with the cruelest of intentions Charlie's heart sank He was breathless Excuse me, sir, there must be someone you've confused me for If I could see someone who knew me or someone in uniform I really don't belong here, I know you've heard the tune before Screaming at the demons while they pushed him through the door Excuse me, sir, there must be someone you've confused me for If I could see someone who knew me or someone in uniform I really don't belong here, I know you've heard the tune before Screaming at the demons while they pushed him through the door You can run from your demons until you are exhausted One day you will have to stop and find out what they wanted Keep on running from those demons until you are exhausted You can run to those angels 'til you are exhausted One day you will have to stop and question what they wanted Keep on running to those angels until you are exhausted Excuse me, sir, there must be someone you've confused me for (I don't want to die) If I could see someone who knew me or someone in uniform I really don't belong here, I know you've heard the tune before (please, don't let me die) Excuse me, sir, there must be someone you've confused me for (I don't want to die) If I could see someone who knew me or someone in uniform I really don't belong here, I know you've heard the tune before (please, don't let me die) All personas are processed via AI prompt and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Remember your comment etiquette, students.