Lake For Fire — текст песни (Nirvana)

Where do bad folks go when they die?They don`t go to heaven where the angels flyThey go down to the lake of fire and fryWon`t see them again till the fourth of July
I knew a lady who came from DuluthShe got bit by a dog with a rabid toothShe went to her grave just a little too soonAnd she flew away howling on the yellow moon
Now the people cry and the people moanAnd they look for a dry place to call their homeAnd try to find some place to rest their bonesWhile the angels and the devilsFight to claim them for their own