Digital Booklet - Going to Hell

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1 follow me down

2 going to hell

3 heaven knows

4 house on a hill

5 sweet things

6 dear sister

7 absolution

8 blame me

9 burn

10 why’d you bring a

shotgun to the party

11 fucked up world

12 waiting for a friend

13. going to hell* (Live acoustic)

14. sweet things* (acoustic) (recorded by Jonathan Wyman)

*BONUS TRACK

Produced and Mixed by Kato KhandwalaMastered by Ted Jensen at Sterling Sound

2014 Goin’ Down, Inc. under exclusive license to Razor & Tie Recordings, LLC. Marketed and distributed by Razor & Tie Direct, LLC.

follow me down*(Additional vocals by Jenna Haze)

Since I met you I’ve been crazy

Since I’ve been with you I’ve been lost

You make everything see hazy

Love comes with such a cost

Have I lost my mind

Follow me down to the river

Drink while the water is clean

Follow me down the river tonight

I’ll be down here on my knees


Follow me down through the trees

Follow me down to the river man


Nights avoiding things unholy

Your hand slips across my skin

I go down on you so slowly

Don’t confess none of your sins

Have I lost my mind









When you’re young you always take what you can get

Even bicycles and sprinklers get you wet

Now I know that there’s a diferent way to die

My body breathes

Heart still beats

But I am not alive









Young love as sweet as can be

going to hell*Father did you miss me

I’ve been locked up a while

I got caught for what I did

But took it all in style

Laid to rest all my confessions

I gave way back when

Now I’m versed in so much worse

So I am back again

And he said

For the lines that I take

I’m going to hell

For the love that I make

I’m going to hell

Gettin heavy with the devil you can hear the wedding bells

Father did you miss me

Don’t ask me where I’ve been

You know I know yes I’ve been told

I redeine a sin

I don’t know what’s driving me

To put this in my head

Maybe I wish I could die

Maybe I am dead

And he said

For the lives that I fake

I’m going to hell

For the vows that I break

I’m going to hell

For the ways that I hurt

While I’m hiking up my skirt

I am sitting on a throne

While they’re buried in the dirt

For the man that I hate

I’m going to hell

Gettin heavy with the devil you can hear the wedding bells

Please forgive me father

I didn’t mean to bother you

he devil’s in me father

He’s inside of everything I do

For the life that I take

I’m going to hell

For the laws that I break

I’m going to hell

For the love that I hate

I’m going to hell

For the lies that I make

I’m going to hell

For the way I condescend

Never lend a hand

My arrogance is making this head

Buried in the sand

For the souls I forsake

I’m going to hell

Gettin married to the devil you can hear the wedding bells

heaven knows*(Additional vocals by he Bronxville Union Free School District on behalf of the Bronxville High School Chorus)

Jimmy’s in the back with a pocket high

If you listen close you can hear him cry

Oh Lord heaven knows we belong way down below

Sing it Oh Lord heaven knows we belong way down below

Judy’s in the front seat pickin’ up trash

Living on the dole gotta make that cash

Won’t be pretty won’t be sweet

She’s just sitting there on her feet singin’


Go Oh Lord heaven knows we belong way down below

Sing oh Lord tell us so we belong way down below

Oh Lord tell us so we belong way down below

I’ve had better days man I’ve seen better days

I’ve had better ways man I know better ways

One two three and four

he devil’s knocking at your door

Caught in the eye of a dead man’s lie

Start your life with your head held high

Now you’re on your knees

With your head hung low

Big man tells you where to go

Tell him its good tell him okay

Don’t do a god damn thing they say



I’ve seen better ways man I know better ways

I’ve seen better days man I’ve had better days

Gina’s in the back with a pocket of high

If you listen close you can hear the crying


Oh Lord tell us so we belong way down below sing it



house on a hill*Somewhere in the end of all this hate

here’s a light ahead

hat shines into this grave that’s in the end of all this pain

In the night ahead there’s a light upon this

House on a hill

he Living, living still

heir intention is to kill and they will

But the children are doing ine

I think about them all the time

Until they drink the wine and they will

Somewhere in the end we’re all insane

To think a light ahead can save us from this

Grave that’s in the end of all this pain

In the night ahead there’s a light up on this

House on a hill

he Living, living still

Alone afraid you wanna make them pay that’s

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Alone afraid you wanna make them pay that’s

Why you bring a shotgun to the party

Why’d you bring a shotgun to the party

Everybody’s got one there’s nothing new about it

You wanna get the girl then you should have come without it

fucked up world*Back door bitches begging me to behold

All their cash and cars platinum silver’n gold

We’re like ‘diamonds in the sky’ that is what we are told

No mountain made of money can buy you a soul

I can see it

Coming down

I can see it

Coming down

It’s a fucked up world

What do you get

Sex and love and guns light a cigarette

It’s a fucked up aworld

What do you get from it


Banging little boys bugging me on the bus

Say they want to know who did it but the answer’s really us see

I don’t know you why do you want to know me

You ain’t gettin what you want unless you’re gettin it for free

I can feel it

Coming down

I can feel it

Coming down


What do you get





Back to these backdoor bitches begging me to behave

Jamming Jesus down my throat note I don’t want to be saved

Ain’t a chain on my brain I’m nobody’s slave

I got one foot in the cradle and one in the grave


What do you get





waiting for a friend(Harmonica by Jeremy Gillespie)he night is whenhe ghosts all come outPlayin’ with my headSpin it all aroundhis room is like a prison cellI’m all by myselfI’m waiting for my friendTo come and break me outYou left me todayLyin’ on the loorI wanted you to staySeems you wanted morehis bed is like a prison cellI’m all by myself Still waiting for my friendTo come and break me outhere’s stone cold bars on my doorFor this stone cold heartSome people sayLife is like a lieTake it day by dayNever knowing whyMy head is like a prison cellI’m all by myselfI’m waiting for my friendTo come and break me outStill waiting for my friendTo come break me out

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he Pretty Reckless is Taylor Momsen, Ben Phillips, Mark Damon and Jamie Perkins

Written By Taylor Momsen, published by EMI Blackwood o/b/o itself, Dasnice Music, Pretty Reckless Music (BMI)

* Written By Taylor Momsen and Ben Phillips, published by EMI Blackwood o/b/o itself, Dasnice Music, Pretty Reckless Music, he Undertaker’s Daughter and Liberal Arts Songs (BMI)

Art Direction: Adam LarsonPhotography: Danny Hastings

his album was made thanks to the hard work of:David Sonenberg, William Derella, Erica Ramon, Monika Tashman, Kato Khandwala, John Stratton, Rob Shore, Mark Zelasko, Ted Jensen, John D’uva, Sean Kelly, Alie Kvitek, Sean Quish, Tim Mattia, Samantha Cox, Jeremy Gillespie, Jenna Haze, Toki’s, he Bronxville Union Free School District on behalf of the Bronxville High School Chorus. Razor and Tie, Cooking Vinyl, Universal Canada, SonyATV, MSO, Paradigm, Xray Touring, AKT, Taylor Guitars, Vater, Paiste, Water Music

and all the fans.

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