Glimpse Into Hell

	作曲 : McClelland
	There's a place in the back of the stall
	Where the plaster's so thin there's a crack in the wall
	And if you bend to the ground
	And squint really well
	They say that you're bound to catch a glimpse into hell
	As the smoke clears away for the view
	All the people are waiting lined up in the pew
	And the sermon begins
	And he's gritting his teeth
	'Cause the music's kicked in with a pulsating beat
	Good folks and sad blokes
	Sunday afternoon
	Hymn notes and cheap pokes
	In the back of the dark empty room
	There's a sickening smell to this room
	Of whiskey stained breath and the cheapest perfume
	There's a girl in her bra
	And sex in your pants
	And she's sucking a straw as she begs you to dance
	Downtown and down low
	Sunday afternoon
	Highlights and high hopes
	An old rusty cross on the roof
	They come to this place to abide
	Shuffling to each side
	The better extreme
	A flash and the wink of an eye
	A 'Hail Mary' and sigh
	An angel's bad dream
	There's a place in the back of the stall
	Where the plaster's so thin there's a crack in the wall
	And if you bend to the ground and squint really well
	They say that you're bound to catch a glimpse into hell

	zuò qǔ : McClelland
	There' s a place in the back of the stall
	Where the plaster' s so thin there' s a crack in the wall
	And if you bend to the ground
	And squint really well
	They say that you' re bound to catch a glimpse into hell
	As the smoke clears away for the view
	All the people are waiting lined up in the pew
	And the sermon begins
	And he' s gritting his teeth
	' Cause the music' s kicked in with a pulsating beat
	Good folks and sad blokes
	Sunday afternoon
	Hymn notes and cheap pokes
	In the back of the dark empty room
	There' s a sickening smell to this room
	Of whiskey stained breath and the cheapest perfume
	There' s a girl in her bra
	And sex in your pants
	And she' s sucking a straw as she begs you to dance
	Downtown and down low
	Sunday afternoon
	Highlights and high hopes
	An old rusty cross on the roof
	They come to this place to abide
	Shuffling to each side
	The better extreme
	A flash and the wink of an eye
	A ' Hail Mary' and sigh
	An angel' s bad dream
	There' s a place in the back of the stall
	Where the plaster' s so thin there' s a crack in the wall
	And if you bend to the ground and squint really well
	They say that you' re bound to catch a glimpse into hell