If you steal you cheat, you lie you fight Party with the women staying out late at night And you give up church and you give up prayer And have a goatee and grow long hair If you're rude and crude and lude And run around half naked in the nude And you listen to that darn rock and roll I swear, i swear You're gonna go to hell, go to hell You're gonna go to hell Hell is a place and it ain't that swell I'm telling you boys, you're all gonna go to hell You're gonna go to hell, go to hell You're gonna go to hell I hope you look good with horns and a tail I'm telling you boys you're all gonna go to hell Well hell it ain't great it ain't that keen The people ain't nice they're downright mean They don't help old ladies across the street Or say "howdy do" to everyone they meet And it's really really hot it ain't that cool A lake of fire and brimstone instead of a pool You better pack your bags with lots of shorts And tons of tank tops too because Elvis is the devil himself As he shimmy shakes his rear end quakes Across the stage that makes all the girls swoon and swirl So if you shake that booty when you're dancing Like elvis does with ants in his pants And you're a low-down, i said a good for nothing A dirty rotten stealing lying cheating son of a gun