Kick start the beat box   The saints are marching through   Demons are the dealers here   While the house band plays the blues   I won't give you no refund   On all these borrowed goods   I'd throw the kill switch   But the engine's running smooth      Something 'bout this place we're in   Is killing me and you   Someone find the messenger   Don't forget to shoot   Once I would save them   Now I want them dead   I might not ever get    All the things she said      Don't know how much you can tell   Don't think I hide it that well   I got this feeling   Everything is going to hell   Don't know how much you can tell   Don't think I hide it that well   I got this feeling   Everything is going to hell      Don't know about this   I ain't one to be amused   Some of us have trouble   Forgiving some of you   A smooth cadillac ride   Take me far away   I'll be back, don't worry   Everything's okay      Don't know how much you can tell   Don't think I hide it that well   I got this feeling   Everything is going to hell   Don't know how much you can tell   Don't think I hide it that well   I got this feeling   Everything is going to hell      Street walkers sleep well   On a Sunday afternoon   A million times they warned me   About spending time with you   These tiny packages   Broke the bank and left   I've walked from miles   And I ain't seen nothing yet      Don't know how much you can tell   Don't think I hide it that well   I got this feeling   Everything is going to hell   Don't know how much you can tell   Don't think I hide it that well   I got this feeling   Everything is going to hell      Something 'bout this place we're in   Is killing me and you   Someone find the messenger   Don't forget to shoot      Don't know how much you can tell   Don't think I hide it that well   I got this feeling   Everything is going to hell   Don't know how much you can tell   Don't think I hide it that well   I got this feeling   Everything is going to hell (2x)