Down To Hell کے بول

A band plays in the market square People laugh and they don’t care A wife-beater meets his wife He’ll beat her all her life A cut-throat with a switchblade knife Meets and kills Johnny’s wife A junky searches for a vein A drunk vomits down the drain The wife-beater beats his wife into shape The paedophile a child does rape Pickpockets pick A whore a rancid cock does lick Street singers they curse and swear A street walker takes a fare Tortures find victims new They beat them black green and blue They pull out fingernails Their vital organs they impale They burn and singe naked flesh Their testicles a bloody mess A red hot poker up your arse Hear Satan and his angels laugh We’re all going down to Hell Each one of you as well