Hell
Welcome back to hell, boy
Where the heck you been?
Thought you'd get back here sooner, son
Due to the shape you're in
Your once sorry ass will be
A life turned out all wrong
Welcome back to hell, boy
Been way too long
Welcome back to hell, boy
Heaven's out of reach
It's much hotter here than there
Hence, that figure of speech
No need to dread the devil though
Him you don't have to fear
He spends all his time on earth
Recruiting for down here
Welcome back to hell, boy
You've been here before
After your last lifetime
You came through this very door
You're bound for an eternity
It didn't last that long
Then you got another body
Then again you got it all wrong
Welcome back to hell, boy
We could use another man
We're forming a softball team
That's our hellish plan
Hitler's pitching, Starlin's catching old pole parts playing third
Milosevic will be at short
He's quick or so we heard
Welcome back to hell, boy
Know there's no turning back
You can't undo the wrong you've done
You can't pick up that slag
Dante's spend some time down here
Feel you stay too
Both of them got the hell out of here
Lord knows what will happen to you
Welcome back to hell, boy
Make yourself to home
Pick yourself a circle, son
Have a little roam around
Next time you get a body
Maybe you might take a care
But if you don't, don't worry son
Because you're always welcome here
Where the heck you been?
Thought you'd get back here sooner, son
Due to the shape you're in
Your once sorry ass will be
A life turned out all wrong
Welcome back to hell, boy
Been way too long
Welcome back to hell, boy
Heaven's out of reach
It's much hotter here than there
Hence, that figure of speech
No need to dread the devil though
Him you don't have to fear
He spends all his time on earth
Recruiting for down here
Welcome back to hell, boy
You've been here before
After your last lifetime
You came through this very door
You're bound for an eternity
It didn't last that long
Then you got another body
Then again you got it all wrong
Welcome back to hell, boy
We could use another man
We're forming a softball team
That's our hellish plan
Hitler's pitching, Starlin's catching old pole parts playing third
Milosevic will be at short
He's quick or so we heard
Welcome back to hell, boy
Know there's no turning back
You can't undo the wrong you've done
You can't pick up that slag
Dante's spend some time down here
Feel you stay too
Both of them got the hell out of here
Lord knows what will happen to you
Welcome back to hell, boy
Make yourself to home
Pick yourself a circle, son
Have a little roam around
Next time you get a body
Maybe you might take a care
But if you don't, don't worry son
Because you're always welcome here
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Writer(s): Loudon Wainwright Iii
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