John D. Loudermilk

Goin' To Hell On a Sled

John D. Loudermilk


Now Junior is sniffin' his glue
And brother and sister's on weed
My mama takes pills and daddy gets drunk
And the dog and the cat's startin' to sneeze
Now what do you think about that boy

Yeah you know it well it's goin' to hell
It's goin' to hell on a sled

Now we're fightin' in a limited war
So limited fightin' can cease
We limit our kills to limited hills
And hope we win some of this limited peace
Now what do you think about that

Yeah it's goin' to hell it's goin' to hell
It's goin' to hell on a sled

The landlord raises his rent
While the rats gnaw his tenants kids
And after fire bombs bricks and helmets and sticks
The rats are still gnawin' on them kids

They're killin' police for freedom and peace
It's goin' to hell on a sled

The kids can't pray in schools God is dead you fool
Church people smile as they frug in the aisle
While the preacher says man ain't that cool

You know it well it's goin' to hell
It's goin' to hell on a sled