Pogues - Hell’s Ditch lyrics

Life's a bitch, then you die<br>Black hell<br>Hell's ditch - naked howling freedom<br>The killer's hands are bound with chains<br>At six o'clock it starts to rain<br>He'll never see the dawn again<br>Our lady of the flowers<br><br>Genet's feeling ramon's dick<br>The guy in the bunk above gets sick<br>In the cell next door the lunatic<br>Starts screaming for his mother<br><br>Black dildo, black hell,<br>As the spanish cops ridiculed my gel<br>A mugshot I remember well<br>Little man how you have suffered<br><br>I could hear the screams from up above<br>If it ain't a fist it isn't love<br>As for our lady she kneels down<br>Her neck is bent, the blade comes down<br>Doing! there goes the breakfast bell<br>Back from heaven, back to hell<br>Naked howling freedom - hell's ditch