Hell would be okay together,
pretty hot, we'd be forever
Hell would be okay together,
pretty hot, oh fuck the weather
Hell would be okay together,
pretty hot, we'd be forever
Hell, we'd be okay together, pretty hot
I'd rather be in heaven
where the angels play those harps
Where sleigh bells ring, ding -a -ling,
and the beauty never stops
I'd rather wear those angel wings
and fly across the sky
Than do the things that angels do
and never have to die, but
Hell, we'd be okay together, pretty hot
We'd be forever
Hell, we'd be okay together, pretty hot
Oh, fuck the weather
I'd rather be in Fiji
where the palm trees gently sway
Where breezes blow it never snows
and the sun shines all the day
I'd rather do those Fiji things
that Fiji people do
Like swim and play and watch TV
and never wear my shoes
But hell would be okay together,
pretty hot, we'd be forever
Hell would be okay together,
pretty hot, oh fuck the weather
I'm going to first
I'd rather be
I'd rather be, I'd rather be
I'd rather be in England,
now that it is spring
Eat cherry jam and Nottingham
and do those English things
I'd rather be in London,
right in Trafalgar Square
Four lions there to guard me
and Lord Nelson's always there, but
Hell, we'd be okay together,
pretty hot, we'd be forever
Hell, we'd be okay together,
pretty hot, oh fuck the weather
Hell, we'd be okay together,
pretty hot, we'd be forever
That would be okay together,
pretty hot!