Glimpse Into Hell Songtext
von Melissa 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 pews
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 a 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