Lyrics Tracy Bonham

Tracy Bonham

Cold Day In Hell

What's the matter? The new millennia

The new millennium's a chewin'­ at you

The Californians, the headless horsemen

The number zero, the number zero

That little goose egg, it eats the world and the

People in it a, can you hear me?

Life's a battle, life's a battle

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

It may be a cold day in Hell

It may be a cold day in Hell

Sit and spin well you're wearing thin and the

Forni-gate it's a bit too late for it

It's getting hotter we're getting hotter

The only good news is Hell feels cooler

Life's a battle, life's a battle

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

It may be a cold day in Hell

The hotter we get, the harder to tell

It may be a cold day in Hell

The hotter we get, the harder to tell