Hell on Earth - Intellectual

There was ginger and his darling

A sniggering and a snarling

Talking 'bout the games they played all night

Two unknowns at a table

Had wired each other cables

They were more than drunk, they were out of their minds

Hell on earth, baby

Trixie's is the last thing you say

Trixie's is one hell of a place

Trixie, oh Trixie

I've never seen your face

Way down in the cellar

Things weren't any bettеr

There werе couples holding hands, talking lover's chat

The band were playing Dixie

They're resident at Trixies

People take their highs from things like that

Hell on earth, baby

Trixie's is the last thing you say

Trixie's is one hell of a place

Trixie, oh Trixie

I've never seen your face

Hell on earth, baby

The bouncer's name is Eddy

He's always on the ready

For the man who gets stoned 'cause he slurs and shouts

And in the two-way mirror

I play spot the killer

If you don't wear a tie, then you're in and out

Hell on earth, baby

Trixie's is the last thing you say

Trixie's in one hell of a place

Trixie, oh Trixie

I've never seen your face