I got hemmed up on a terrible crime.
Gave me the chair without wastin time.
Went to Hell, met the man in charge.
He was worse than I’d thought, and twice as large…
He’s got me tied to these chains again.
Says he’ll let me out, but he won’t say when
He’s got me here paying for my sins.
It keeps me down, kills my will to win. Chained to the Bottom
Running around dodging fire and brimstone.
Looking for a way out, tryin to find my way home.
I climb up a ways and he pulls me back down .
Lost in the dark and I’m fumbling around
He’s got me tied to these chains again.
Says he’ll let me out, but he won’t say when
He’s got me here paying for my sins.
It keeps me down, kills my will to win. Chained to the Bottom
I chip away and I try not to falter,
But the rock I’m tied to reminds me of Gibraltar.
There are many here with a story like mine.
If I reach them we can cut short our time…
He’s got me tied to these chains again.
Says he’ll let me out, but he won’t say when
He’s got me here paying for my sins.
But if we pull together we just might win…
So come on PULL, PULL, PULL these Chains.
Come on PULL, PULL, Pull, and
Yank These Chains out of Hell, out of hell.
Let’s get the Hell out of Hell…