Texty:
Alice Cooper Alice Cooper Goes To Hell

break Give the kid a break Nah, nah, I don't think so, man Come on, you know I got what it takes Can't you give me a break? Sure thing, kid, when hell

I'm always chasing rainbows Watching clouds drifting by My schemes are just like all my dreams Ending in the sky Some fellows look and find the sunshine

Just tried to have fun, raised hell and then some I'm a dirt-talkin', beer drinkin', woman chasin' minister's son Slap on the make-up and blast out the

so glad to be back Home sweet home I wonder if anyone missed me Or have I been gone so long They thought that I died How many said I wonder what happened to Alice

enraged You can go to Hell For gambling and drinking alcohol constantly For making us doubt our parents authority For choosing to be a living obscenity You can go to Hell

: Pardon me But you see I've seen that face before I know those eyes Unearthly wise I feel it more and more To look at you Deja Vu Chills me to the core

: Just tried to have fun Raised Hell and then store I'm a dirt talking , beer drinking woman chasing minister's son Slap on the make-up And blast out

me home, my dear And I'm having a Hell of time, my dear Wish you were here Having a Hell of time, my dear Wish you were here Having a Hell of time, my

: We like to throw our bodies around We like to feel each other We're all slaves when we hear that sound Says dance Says dance Says ya gotta dance Says