Hell Time

It's Hell time, man Hell time, man Hell time, man Hell time, man Down in the street, the fools rule There's no freedom or self respect A knife point or a trip to the joint Is about all you can expect They kill people here who stand up for their rights The system's just too damned corrupt It's always the same, the name of the game Is who do you know higher up All right It's Hell time, man Hell time, man Hell time, man Hell time, man Black and white, the idiotic, the exotic Wealth is a filthy rag So erotic, so unpatriotic So wrapped up in the American flag Witchcraft scum exploiting the dumb Turning children into punks and slaves Whose heroes and healers are rich drug dealers Who should be put in their graves All right It's Hell time, man Hell time, man Hell time, man Hell time man Now, listen to me, Mr. Pussy Man This might be your last night in a bed so soft We're not pimps on the make, politicians on the take You can't pay us off We gonna blow up your house of voodoo And watch it burn without any regrets We got the power, we're the new government You just don't know it yet All right It's Hell time, man Hell time, man Hell time, man Hell time, man All right [Guitar solo] For all of my brothers in Vietnam And my uncles in World War II I'd like to say that it's countdown time We're gonna do what the law should do And for you, pretty baby, I know you been here before I know your story's just too tough to share One of these days, you'll be talking in your sleep And when you do, I wanna be there, yeah, yeah Hell time, man Hell time, man Hell time, man Hell time, man