Lyrics Cold Day in Hell - Tracy Bonham

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