G.B.H Hellhole Lyrics:
The poor man he had no dreams, had no vices all he
had was himself. Spent his days walking around,
thinking of things to do with his time.

It's like a dream when I wake and scream. I'm lost
and alone and living in a hellhole.

Looked at himself then looked at the world,
decided things weren't going too well. Just a man
with a sense of justice, would his days of misery
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never end.

Bought a gun disciplined himself, shoot those
those bastards right between the eyes. Crime
figures fell like dead leaves, the city breathed a
sigh of relief.

It's not easy when you're making a stand, when it
seems that all the world is mad. It's easy to fall
by the wayside, but if you act like a sheep you'll
get eaten by the wolf. Now the streets are safe
for children to play, couples can go walking in
the park. The poor man is happy now, an unknown
hero and nobody knows his name.
Lyrics: Hellhole, G.B.H [end]