Where do bad folks go when they die.
They don't go to Heaven where the Angels fly.
Go to a Lake of Fire and fry.
See em' again til' the 4th of July.
I knew a lady who came from Duluth,
Bit by a dog with a rabid tooth,
She went to her grave just a little too soon,
Flew and laid down on the yellow moon.
don't forget although he performed it for Unplugged, that was originally a Meat Puppets song, not Nirvana.... one of my fave groups... another person (Kurt) who I believe was in fact murdered...