The Anal Cysts - Urethral Prick lyrics

[Verse 1] One snowy evening I parked my car in her driveway My panicky sorrow was constant It would not go away I finally confronted her There on her doorstep I told what I needed to say [Chorus] I need to tell you that I hate you And I'm glad you're dead I'm happy you're unhappy And you're rotting in hell Say hi to Satan for me Hope the an*l's swell [Verse 2] You sinned for a lifetime I grin when I see your grave site In a lieu of flowers and hatred Guess you f**ed up in hindsight I'm glad about what you're reaching We were forced into your teachings The queers remain up here Who does God hate now? [Chorus] The queers remain up here Who does God hate now? The queers remain up here And who does God hate now?