Letra da Música: Little boy - South Park

Michael McDonald: Little boy at peace,
What is this place
Beyond the stars?
Open up your eyes,
What are these things
You're moving towards?
Head so full of wonder,
Worries in the past.
Could it be...
You are free at last?

D.V.D.A.: NOOO!!!

Little boy you're goin' to Hell!
You said bad words,
Threw rocks at that bird
And now this is your hotel.
You ain't goin' back,
This ain't Disneyland,
It's Hell!

Little boy, it's time for you to pay
For hurting that bird
And not goin' to church
And staring at boobs all day.
Thought you were in bed,
Instead you're
In Hell!

Hell isn't good! Hell isn't good!
It's Hell!
Hell isn't good! Hell isn't good!
It's Hell!

Hitler:
George Burns:
Gandhi:
???
Hey fuckface, have you seen Gracie?
There is orderliness in the universe.

D.V.D.A.: Hell isn't good! Hell isn't good!
It's hell!!!