Hell

Hello again, I come from nowhere Let me in and I will show you hell All the stuff you're dreaming of, hell Am i ringing some kinda bell? It's the suffering that makes you feel well Get you on my Instamatic Lie on my couch and chat about it 'cos I get the feeling, darling, you've got some tales to tell Never feel that I'm not watching From the shadows deep where night just fell All the stuff you're dreaming of, hell Don't tell me you don't want something else Than that old coat that fits you so well Hell, all the stuff you're dreaming of, hell I must be ringing some kinda bell It's the suffering that makes you feel well I get the feeling, darling, you know this dance quite well Hell, all the stuff you're dreaming of, hell Don't tell me you don't want something else Than that old coat that fits you so well Hell, all the stuff you're dreaming of, hell Am I ringing some kinda bell The suffering that makes you feel well, well, well, well Well, well, well...