Glimpse Into Hell

作曲 : McClelland

There's a place in the back of the stall

Where the plaster's so thin there's a crack in the wall

And if you bend to the ground

And squint really well

They say that you're bound to catch a glimpse into hell

As the smoke clears away for the view

All the people are waiting lined up in the pew

And the sermon begins

And he's gritting his teeth

'Cause the music's kicked in with a pulsating beat

Good folks and sad blokes

Sunday afternoon

Hymn notes and cheap pokes

In the back of the dark empty room

There's a sickening smell to this room

Of whiskey stained breath and the cheapest perfume

There's a girl in her bra

And shit in your pants

And she's sucking a straw as she begs you to dance

Downtown and down low

Sunday afternoon

Highlights and high hopes

An old rusty cross on the roof

They come to this place to abide

Shuffling to each side

The better extreme

A flash and the wink of an eye

A 'Hail Mary' and sigh

An angel's bad dream

There's a place in the back of the stall

Where the plaster's so thin there's a crack in the wall

And if you bend to the ground and squint really well

They say that you're bound to catch a glimpse into hell