Hellhouse

I’m feeling damn dirty
And I’m living in a filthy room
Ain’t got no chance
Cause I wasn’t born with a silver spoon
Oh no, I don’t need no cash
To pay the rental fee
All I need is some bottles of whiskey
From Tennessee

Whole lotta women – whole lotta booze
Ain’t no limitation – you only gotta choose

Call him friend, Satan pays the rent in
Hellhouse
No escape, feel your body shake in
Hellhouse

Don’t wanna move to the city
Don’t need a fancy home
No need for estate agents
Cause I’m a rolling stone
One step forward, two steps back
I’m an old fashioned guy
Crawling on the floor, searching for more
Things could be better, I cannot deny

Whole lotta women – whole lotta booze
Ain’t no limitation – you only gotta choose

Call him friend, Satan pays the rent in
Hellhouse
No escape, feel your body shake in
Hellhouse

Better watch you back
Better watch your step
Cause you’re all alone
In the danger zone