Reservations Video (MV)

I've got reservations at a table in Hell
Tell the maitre d' you're with me when you get there
And we'll sing along to unironic Morrissey songs
And drink til they tell us to go elsewhere

I've got reservations at a table in Hell
Don't believe there's no reprieve from endless torment
Because everyone who's ever had some fun in their time
Is in line to see that fire-and-brimstone basement

Soon, I'll be there soon
Don't join me too soon

They can mob the gates
To cheat the hated guest list
Burn the velvet rope
To keep some hope alive
That what it's like when sinners die
Is just a smokescreen of a lie

I've got reservations at a table in Hell
All my demons will esteem my place of honor
I'll play the crowd til everyone is laughing out loud
And drink til they tell me I belong here

Soon, I'll be there soon
Don't join me too soon
I'll be waiting for you