Count Me In Lyrics

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