Hellbent

We go marching off to war

And the Richter scale swings

Pile on those trains

Pile in that hearse

Pools congregate the men

And segregate the girls

I don't feel clean

Where are my girls?

Like hell bent inn

Like hell bent inn

Theres an old man in his chair

With a leather shaven grin

I don't want war

I don't need plays

Like hell bent inn

Like hell bent inn

Like hell bent inn

Like hell bent inn

Its like hell bent inn

Like hell bent inn

Its like hell bent inn...