| Woke up in the city, wiped the night from my shoes
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| Spent time in the neon, where a soul can get abused
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| Preacher man screamin' on the street almost everyday
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| And a woman steals an innocent in a crossfire serenade
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| Sleep can keep this messed-up world shut out
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| Only so long, what we gonna do?
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| Swim up a river, the current pulls you down
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| No rest for the hopeless when the ship starts hittin' ground
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| The poison is the hustle, the whips about to crack
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| Get so high to gypsy moon ain’t never gonna come back, no, yeah
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| The sun can rise in the mornin', that’s true
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| But it’s one dark afternoon, angel, ooh…
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| Sentenced to the fire, hear the mission bell
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| The world is gettin' hotter than hell
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| Spinnin' in a circle, wishin' in a well
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| The devil’s gettin' smarter
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| And the world is gettin' hotter than hell
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| Gettin' hotter than hell
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| A hero on the TV falls before the crowd
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| Starve without a reason, cry without a sound
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| Beverly Hills to Harlem, I wonder, I wonder who’s the guide
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| And the face of ancient stories swims against the tide
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| Monkey in the middle still laughin' at us all, and we slide
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| Sentenced to the fire, hear the mission bell
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| The world is gettin' hotter than hell
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| Spinnin' in a circle, wishin' in a well
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| The devil’s gettin' smarter
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| And the world is gettin' hotter
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| Pray for the sinner and suffer the fool
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| There’s a tale of the dark
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| Where carnival lights wipe the stars from the sky
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| And it’s your fault and mine
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| That the pages of time draw the blank
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| Draw the blank
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| Sentenced to the fire, hear the mission bell
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| The world is gettin' hotter than hell
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| Spinnin' in a circle, wishin' in a well
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| The devil’s gettin' smarter
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| And the world is gettin' hotter than hell
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| Hotter than hell |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hotter Than Hell, artist - Baton Rouge. Album song Lights Out On The Playground, in the genre Иностранный рок