Never knew the feeling of refusing an offer of beer
 Whether Qingdao Yanjing I'll turn them all into my tears
 Crying out like the blooming of the humulus lupulus flower
 My veins are vines that are fruiting grapes that ain't so sour
 One I’m still up, two I’m going down,
 Three four five six I’ll lose the count
 Do what is right, gotta do what is wrong,
 There’s no right or wrong in the Dionysus song
 See you come around, carry a lot in your back
 But you look so upside down, head in your shoes and feet in your hat
 Your bike is faster than a rocket it doesn't even matter
 Hit someone and give me a hug and a little more chatter
 Your vision is narrow, but your mind is wide,
 Swimming to me with spiritual tide
 Your heart goes wet, vomit goes dry,
 God ain't gonna stop you from getting high
 Where you gonna be
 3rd circle of hell
 Where we gonna meet
 3rd circle of hell
 What’s it gonna be
 3rd circle of hell
 Let’s meet there now
 Hearing a sound in the bottle to drag us really down
 Down down down down down to just another round
 We serve our gods by drinking our own kind of water
 But your god is sending us deep down there for torture
 Jim’s already there, Shane is on his way
 It’s the place to be, let's meet there someday
 Don’t need to worry a thing, just hear the hell bell ring
 Our fatal sin is the action called drink
 Where you gonna be
 3rd circle of hell
 Where we gonna meet
 3rd circle of hell
 What’s it gonna be
 3rd circle of hell
 Let’s meet there now