all hell

All hell when The wine's run dry We ran out To the oceanside Thought I could be Anyone, at any time I like But it turns out That I have just run dry Well I'm sick of The goddamn inequity No zillionaires and No more poverty And maybe some goddamn insulin Well I'll be your friend Your means to an end I like you too I like you too Aren't you? I am like you too There's a bully Inside of us all