The band in Hell
Plays all night long,
It's a sold-out show,
And there is only one song,
There’s no rhythm,
And there’s no rhyme,
It goes on forever
Until the end of time
And now, The Devil, he plays guitar,
And Hitler plays the drums,
I'm the man on the microphone,
This is what I've become
I'm sorry, that…
Sorry, that I love you,
I'm sorry, I…
Sorry, I am what I am ‒
Another coal on the fire
Now there was once a man,
Who walked The Earth with no shoes,
He went from town to town,
Playing rhythm’n’blues
And there was love in every note that he played,
And there was truth in every word that he sang,
He offered those, who believed, his guarantee,
But somehow he missed me
I'm sorry, that…
Sorry, that I love you,
I'm sorry, I…
Sorry, I am what I am ‒
A damnation to you
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
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