Count Me In Songtext
von Geoff Palmer

Who said going to hell′s a sin?
I guess it all depends on what religion you're in
For me. You know, I think it sounds pretty neat
I could meet Dee Dee or the guy who wrote Negative Creep

I don′t have a book of prayers and hymns. I've got a milk crate of wax packed to the brim
With releases from Discord, Tang, Stardumb and Fat
Once I heard that you know I never looked back

Our cassocks are filled with pins and read
Black Flag, the germs, Motorhead, Ramones, and Ween
Sometimes on the back, we'll sew a patch
Made out of an old t-shirt from Crass

Who said going to hell′s a sin
I guess it all depends what religion you′re in
For me I think it sounds pretty rad
I could hang with G.G. Darby Crash or Johnny Cash
If going to hell's a sin, come on and count me in

The world is pretty lame
When you′ve got a sober brain


We all need a little rock and roll, to ease the pain
Calling all disciples to put flyers on the poles
And give me gas money for the van, and beers at the show
Let's go

My chalice is filled with piss, warm beers, of gold
We pass around the common cup quote, Bob Mould
From the gut, you know, we all do laugh
As everything falls apart, I pass out on my ass

Who said going to hell′s a sin
I guess it all depends what religion you're in
for me I think it sounds pretty dope, I could swim with Brian jones or Give Keith a smoke
Hold on, hold on dude, he′s not dead yet
Swim with Brian Jones, or take Sunny to the slopes

Who said going to hell's a sin
I guess it all depends what religion you're in
For me I think it sounds pretty rad, I could see all of the bands I never had

If going to hell′s a sin, count me in
If going to hell′s a sin, count me in
If going to hell's a sin, count me in
If going to hell′s a sin, count me in