He yelled out from the back row, "Look here, preacher man,
"We all know you're new here, but you need to understand
"It don't really scare us when you yell and shake your fist
"You see, we already know that Hell exists

"It's six months short of thirty years when the boss man lays you off
"No thankin' you, no parachute, no shiny new gold watch
"It's payments that you can't make on a house that you can't sell
"See, a man don't have to die to go to Hell

"No, you don't have to die to go to Hell

"So tell us about them angels, how they fly around and sing
"And tell us how to get there, as we all wanna be
"Resting in the arms of Jesus, no shame or pain or tears
"There's Hell enough to go around down here

"It's a place out by the airport where the girls dance just for you
"And all you feel is drunk and broke and alone when they're through
"It's wakin' up in nothin' but that stale tobacco smell
"See, a man don't have to die to go to Hell

"No, you don't have to die to go to Hell

"It's every other weekend and Wednesdays with your kid
"Knowin' that he'll hate you when he finds out what you did
"'Cause you'd all still be together if you'd loved his mama well
"There ain't no end to the stories we can tell

"Yeah, a man don't have to die to go to Hell

"So tell us about them angels, how they fly around and sing"