Текст песни Hell No (Live At the Marquee) - Bruce Dickinson

There's a secret that we all share,
In the darkest hours of the night
You could swear on your bible,
Cut the throat of you rival

I've been taken my life in my hands
And I'm making new plans, yeah...
Now I'm starting my life on my own
In the virgin unknown

Hell, hell no, oh where do we belong?
In this place where we fight, oh, where do we belong?

There's a place in the misty air,
Not a million miles away from here
You can make it your own place,
Oh, you can change your own face

I've been taken my life in my hands
And I'm making new plans, yeah...
Now I'm starting my life on my own
In the virgin unknown

Hell, hell no, oh, where do we belong?
In this place where we fight, oh, where did we go wrong?
Screaming, hell, hell no, oh where do we belong?
In this place, where we fight, oh where do we go wrong?

Screaming out hell no, shouting out hell no
On his knees singing hell no, defiant as hell no
On the streets singing hell no, still looking for hell no
On his knees singing hell no, hell no, one, two, three, four

Hell, hell no, oh, where do we belong?
In this place where we fight, oh, where did we go wrong?
Screaming, hell, hell no, oh, where do we belong?
In this place where we fight, oh, where did we go wrong?