Pet Shop Boys - Hell | Текст песни

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Here they sit, talking rot,
Saddam Hussein and Pol Pot.
Mau Tse-tung bares his gnashers,
At Idi Amin's and Emperor Bokassa's.

There he is, Joseph Stalin,
Thick as thieves with that old boy Lenin.
Look at the two of them, putting the boot in,
Ranting and raving and bitching about Putin.

Hell hello, it's hell in here,
Evil is a bore with a big idea.
Hell hello, what's not to fear?
Love death not life and make it hell in here.

It's a real no brainer, the blood just oozes,
When Vlad the Impaler meets the Ceauşescus.
It's getting mighty crowded and hot as wasabi,
But they'll have to make room For Robert Mugabe.

Caligula spits stale panini,
At Adolf Hitler and Mussolini.
Napoleon casts a withering sneer,
at Kim Il-sung from North Korea.

Hell hello, it's hell in here,
Evil is a bore with a big idea.
Hell hello, what's not to fear?
Evil is a bore which makes it hell in here.

Serial killers, begging your pardon,
Are beyond the pale and so's Osama Bin-Laden.
Heinrich Himmler's doing his best,
To avoid the attentions of Fred West.

Ivan the Terrible isn't terribly nice,
When Gilles de Rais seeks his advice.

Hell hello, what's not to fear?
Evil is a bore which makes it hell in here. (it's hell in here)
It's hell in here. (it's hell in here)

Hell hello, the big idea:
Love death not life and make it hell in here. (it's hell in here)
It's hell in here. (it's hell in here)
Hell in here.