Intro: B   Em   D Em

Verse 1:
      Em
I can't take no more of this
      G
This nightmare has to end
        A
In this God forsaken place
          Em
Death would be a welcome friend


 Em
I could pay a crooked guard to
G
kill me Yeah that's it
A
Better that than sixteen years
Em
Dyin' slowly bit by bit


Em
All I did was rob a few stores
Em                              G A
Justice here don't fit the crime
Em
I've been broken by the Devil
Em
Justice is a waste of time

Chorus:
G
I won't get to heaven
A
Why not raise a little Hell?

Interlude: Am  D  Dm

Verse 2:
           D
He'll see me but it's the last time
          G                  Dm
That filthy scum has gotta go
      D
By tonight it will be over
        G                    Dm
When I strike the fatal blow
       D
No way out I gotta do this
      G                Dm  F G
Him or me, okay let's play
       D
Never killed but now I have to oh
        G        Dm
Time to make Ed Crowder pay

Chorus:
F
I won't get to Heaven
G                       Dm
Why not raise a little Hell?
F
No way I'll see Heaven
G
So let's raise a little Hell!
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