With Apologies to Johnny Cash

Hate is a burnin’ thing                                                                                                                      And it makes a UC ring
Bound by wild desire
I fell into a lake of fire

I fell into a burning lake of fire
I went down, down, down
As the Covid went higher
And it burns, burns, burns
The lake of fire, the lake of fire.

The taste of power is sweet
When trucks like ours meet
Dopes fell for her like a child
Oh, but the fire ran wild


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