Welcome To Hell (Live Fire)

[Verse 1]

Listen!

The sweet peals of moonlight-induced lovemaking on the streets tonight

Listen!

The soft purr of motorbikes ready to strike up the night alight

So don’t tell me of your troubles, your emotional grief

Take in the sights, this is shore leave

Don’t talk of true love, unscrew your frown

Enjoy the entertainments of nighttime town

Experience the red rooms, the green tables, the souvenirs

Make memories; haunting or fabled

The gallant mist of red blooded chivalry instilled in basic training

[Bridge 1]

By standing in line today

You secure a place among the saints

Go get them, son, now your life begins

To die for your country does not win a war

To kill for your country is what wins a war

[Verse 2]

Don’t tell your name and don’t ask for hers

In this land of oysters, you are the worms

The painless plainness of military life

Resumes tomorrow night

[Verse 3]

If not for you it would’ve been cholera, malaria

Or some eastern disease

Forget about it, son, a slap is all you need

[Bridge 2]

We did it all, we seen it all and worse much worse, son

The massacres of ages, too many to recall

[Verse 4]

Limbs rendered birds, by the speed they flew off

A soup nothingness that once was your best fucking friend

Motherless children and temptress widows

The wild, the useless, the dead, the untameable

[Verse 5]

Shivering fuck, don’t stain this street

Lucky I don’t shoot you on the spot

Our bullets were made for men like you

The impotent idiots that God forgot

Tonight you decide which corner takes residence

Which room looms forever in your mind

Now you’re on your own

We don’t need men like you

Shank!

Da-da-da!

[Outro]

Tonight you decide which corner takes residence

Which room looms forever in your mind

Now you’re on your own, we don’t need men like you

Private Tristan Bongo, hereby discharged

Hereby discharged