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...