The 8th Ring of Hell

The 8th Ring of Hell -Thee more shallows

I'd sit on my hands if it'd do any good

Cause what I do is not what I should

And I always say that I'm a stand-up guy

Which implies that I can walk as well

The eighth ring of hell is full of flatters and pandas

I'm one or both although it hardly matters

Cause when I leave I'm gonna catch fire

In a terrible sky that from far away

Lights up the walls of your new kitchen

While you're busy knitting and forgetting

And now I guess it's time to say so long

But I'm not sure that I'm saying goodbye goodbye

I'm saying goodbye

I'm saying goodbye

But I still want to try I just can't decide

I don't want to leave

I miss your hands and your little feet

For several times I've been driven to cheat upon you

That's more than enough there's just one thing to do