Lake of Fire (Live Acoustic)

Where do bad folks go when they die? They don't go to Heaven where the angels fly Go to a lake of fire and fry See 'em again 'til the 4th of July I knew a lady who came from Duluth Bitten by a dog with a rabbit tooth She went to her grave just a little too soon Flew away, howling on the yellow moon Where do bad folks go when they die? They don't go to Heaven where the angels fly Go to a lake of fire and fry See 'em again 'til the 4th of July People cry, people moan Look for a dry place to call their home Try to find some place to rest their bones While the angels and the devils try to make them their own Where do bad folks go when they die? They don't go to Heaven where the angels fly Go to a lake of fire and fry See 'em again 'til the 4th of July Thank you, thanks for your time Thank you Thank you Nirvana! That was the meat puppets