Dan Bull - Holiday In Hell lyrics
Daniel “Dan” Bull
[Dan Bull - Holiday In Hell lyrics]
Abandon hope all ye who enter here into fear
I need to leave heaven
My tenancy's in rent arrears
And I've a tendency for temper, see
My empathy is temporary as every entity
I meet that interferes
So it appears, I need a break, believe it
Mate set your alarm for seven or half past
Because we'll be leaving at eight
Don't lеave it late, we won't
Wait to start thе party, popping off
Bottletops, and every one of
Them is a Molotov
Bloody hell - it's fun as hell
Now burn in hell if I keep firing rounds my
Gun is going to melt
Can you tell why it's called a burner now?
Don't make me spell it out, you heard me now
Spend the summer in hell
There's really nothing to tell
And so I booked a motel down
In the furnace of hell
Yeah, I've just come here to chill
And look for something to kill
Because the summertime has nothing on
The furnace of hell
Got to check in to a spot
Where the weather is hot
I thought I'd packed my factor fifty
But I guess I forgot
I'm going to get burnt up
So badly you daren't look
Unlike my thermostat, I'm turnt up
And ready to bare knuckle
Booking a bed and breakfast
Up in another dimension, what an adventure
But d'you remember? The road to hell is
Paved with stuff that'll end ya
So travel with caution
Or feel agony more than
Trapping your foreskin
No wonder the travel insurance for
This all's an absolute fortune
There's an appalling, lack
Of precautions, also, here's a question
When was the last time one of
The staff performed a risk assessment?
And where can I access toilets
Or just pause to get refreshments?
How can a tourist trap so notorious
Lack a freaking restaurant?
Abandon hope all ye who enter here into fear
I got no phone signal
Need to reach an engineer
I'm sorry, I can't reply to my email now
I'm away 'till friday - I'm
On holiday in hell
Spend the summer in hell
There's really nothing to tell
And so I booked a motel down
In the furnace of hell
Yeah, I've just come here to chill
And look for something to kill
Because the summertime has nothing on
The furnace of hell
I move at a leisurely pace
But as soon as I get in the place
I'm unloading a load of lead in
Your face, you better be grateful
Better say grace
'Cause me and erasing malevolent demons team
Together like treble and bass
Seven and eight, Eminem, Dre, devil
And angel, lemon and ade, so
Let me cut to the chase, whatever the case
I'm ending your days
Basically I came to see how much
Hell I can raise simply vacationing
Breaking the masonry - the
Way I'm dividing bricks
Violent prick who's blaming the latency
Every time I miss the major key
It's a minor blip got to
Time my clicks, wait, let me tie my kicks
'K, fixed, yay, amazing you with the way
I'm rhyming this great
Narcissistic artist, sick guitarist, guys
You're clickbait
So I'll obliterate anyone in my
Path after this quick break
It's only half a star on trip advisor
We're holidaying in hades - ooh wow
Look at this price
I couldn't find anything nicer
Look, I'm not complaining, I'm loving hell
Spend the summer in hell
There's really nothing to tell
And so I booked a motel down
In the furnace of hell
Yeah, I've just come here to chill
And look for something to kill
Because the summertime has nothing on
The furnace of hell
I need to leave heaven
My tenancy's in rent arrears
And I've a tendency for temper, see
My empathy is temporary as every entity
I meet that interferes
So it appears, I need a break, believe it
Mate set your alarm for seven or half past
Because we'll be leaving at eight
Don't lеave it late, we won't
Wait to start thе party, popping off
Bottletops, and every one of
Them is a Molotov
Bloody hell - it's fun as hell
Now burn in hell if I keep firing rounds my
Gun is going to melt
Can you tell why it's called a burner now?
Don't make me spell it out, you heard me now
Spend the summer in hell
There's really nothing to tell
And so I booked a motel down
In the furnace of hell
Yeah, I've just come here to chill
And look for something to kill
Because the summertime has nothing on
The furnace of hell
Got to check in to a spot
Where the weather is hot
I thought I'd packed my factor fifty
But I guess I forgot
I'm going to get burnt up
So badly you daren't look
Unlike my thermostat, I'm turnt up
And ready to bare knuckle
Booking a bed and breakfast
Up in another dimension, what an adventure
But d'you remember? The road to hell is
Paved with stuff that'll end ya
So travel with caution
Or feel agony more than
Trapping your foreskin
No wonder the travel insurance for
This all's an absolute fortune
There's an appalling, lack
Of precautions, also, here's a question
When was the last time one of
The staff performed a risk assessment?
And where can I access toilets
Or just pause to get refreshments?
How can a tourist trap so notorious
Lack a freaking restaurant?
Abandon hope all ye who enter here into fear
I got no phone signal
Need to reach an engineer
I'm sorry, I can't reply to my email now
I'm away 'till friday - I'm
On holiday in hell
Spend the summer in hell
There's really nothing to tell
And so I booked a motel down
In the furnace of hell
Yeah, I've just come here to chill
And look for something to kill
Because the summertime has nothing on
The furnace of hell
I move at a leisurely pace
But as soon as I get in the place
I'm unloading a load of lead in
Your face, you better be grateful
Better say grace
'Cause me and erasing malevolent demons team
Together like treble and bass
Seven and eight, Eminem, Dre, devil
And angel, lemon and ade, so
Let me cut to the chase, whatever the case
I'm ending your days
Basically I came to see how much
Hell I can raise simply vacationing
Breaking the masonry - the
Way I'm dividing bricks
Violent prick who's blaming the latency
Every time I miss the major key
It's a minor blip got to
Time my clicks, wait, let me tie my kicks
'K, fixed, yay, amazing you with the way
I'm rhyming this great
Narcissistic artist, sick guitarist, guys
You're clickbait
So I'll obliterate anyone in my
Path after this quick break
It's only half a star on trip advisor
We're holidaying in hades - ooh wow
Look at this price
I couldn't find anything nicer
Look, I'm not complaining, I'm loving hell
Spend the summer in hell
There's really nothing to tell
And so I booked a motel down
In the furnace of hell
Yeah, I've just come here to chill
And look for something to kill
Because the summertime has nothing on
The furnace of hell