You're Listening To THE HELL

by THE HELL

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OUR FIRST ALBUM. YOU SHOULD CHECK OUT ALBUM TWO, 'GROOVEHAMMER' AT www.thehellyoudick.com

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credits

released 07 August 2013

Recorded at Titan Studios
titanstudios.co.uk

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Track Name: You're Listening To The Hell
Lower. Lower. Lower.
You're listening to The Hell.
Yeah.
Get Fucked.
Track Name: Step It Up
Step it up
Take your bullshit and keep it away
I made a promise that I'd keep you fucks at bay
It's not a game, though you can try
This is more than just a fucking prize, so...

You'd better get to know
You're fucking with The Hell
We're gonna break you down
Unless you step it up
Step it up

Verse two and shit don't change
Turns out you're still on that different page
You're not my friends
You're fucking scum
But this goes out to every fucking one

You'd better get to know
You're fucking with The Hell
We're gonna break you down
Unless you step it up
Step it up
Track Name: Word Is Out
Shit just got real

Every day you post the same old shit
You're a fucking joke, now fucking quit
Whatever happened to 'A New Level'?
You're just a stupid cunt
Now slash your fucking wrists

We've got no tricks
No sleeves
No sticks
No seeds
No auto-tune
No keys
Four strings
And two leads

Shit just got real

You will never know how much you fucking disgust me
Your stupid shit will never fucking impress me
Let's go back to school
It's time you learnt to shout
'Cause The Hell are in
You fucking bitches are out

No tricks
No sleeves
No sticks
No seeds
No auto-tune
No keys
Four strings
Two leads

Go

Shit just got real
Track Name: Shit Just Got Real
Shit just got real

Every day you post the same old shit
You're a fucking joke, now fucking quit
Whatever happened to 'A New Level'?
You're just a stupid cunt
Now slash your fucking wrists

We've got no tricks
No sleeves
No sticks
No seeds
No auto-tune
No keys
Four strings
And two leads

Shit just got real

You will never know how much you fucking disgust me
Your stupid shit will never fucking impress me
Let's go back to school
It's time you learnt to shout
'Cause The Hell are in
You fucking bitches are out

No tricks
No sleeves
No sticks
No seeds
No auto-tune
No keys
Four strings
Two leads

Go

Shit just got real
Track Name: These Butters Bitches (You're Fucking Butters)
These girls, they've got to listen up
These butters bitches
You fucking sluts

This song's for the fucking sluts
All you filthy bitches
The Hell don't give a fuck about your Facebook pictures
Pose, pout, tits out
You've got a wizard's sleeve without a doubt
Pig's snout, growler out
You sluts just close your fucking mouths

These butters bitches

Not on the list so you can't get in
You STI infested cretin
You made it in Zoo but I'm betting
These butters bitches aren't safe for petting

Why the same old photo?
The same fucking angles?
It doesn't change your face
You still look fucking mangled
I don't give a fucking damn
About your fucking Instagram
Fill my email up with spam
You fucking butters tranny man

These butters bitches
You're fucking butters

Not on the list so you can't get in
You STI infested cretin
Not on the list so you can't get in
You STI infested cretin
You made it in Zoo but I'm betting
These butters bitches
These butters bitches aren't safe for petting
These butters bitches
You're fucking butters
Track Name: I've Never Seen A Jackal On The 142
Tip your fucking stetson to this

Yeah we just dropped a dose of that southern shit
To fuck you cunts in your fake fucking cobra pits
You live in Tring, drive a 1.2
And I've never seen a jackal on the 1 - 4 - fucking - 2

All you phony fucking cowboy scum
You phony fucking dicks

You live in Milton Keynes
With your mum and your dad and your gran
(Your stupid fucking gran)
But judging by your fucking band
There's a snake in your boots
Moonshine in your hand
No, I've never seen a jackal on the 142
And I've only seen a vulture in the fucking zoo

Cunt

Pick it back up
You really need to get over it
It was dead ten years ago
You should get a fucking clue
These southern rock revival pricks
You missed your fucking boat

You live in Golders Green
With your mum and your dad and your gran
(Your dirty fucking gran)
But judging by your fucking band
There's a snake in your boots
Moonshine in your hand

All you phony fucking cowboy scum
You phony fucking dicks

I've never seen a buzzard in the fucking moon
And nor have you
Track Name: Listen
Listen
You're just a fucking prick
Don't scrape your knees while you're sucking my dick

Listen
We're here to stay
You'll be hating on The Hell either way
Track Name: Bring It Back
Bring it back

It's been three years, but now we're in
Can't tell me that The Hell won't win
Eight or so cunts going back to back
Wiping out pussies like a heart attack
So strap in, this shit don't stop
Showing you fucks when the album drops
Nah, no more fucking glory days
Always been down with the only fucking way

Bring it back

Can't you see you never meant dick to me
We ban this shit like CFCs
Any fucking cunt saying 'watch your back'
Come and shout shit on a fucking track
So strap in, this shit don't stop
Showing you fucks when the album drops
Nah, no more fucking glory days
Always been down with the only fucking way
Track Name: Hardcore Genocide
It's hardcore genocide

We roll hard
The bottom line is - we hold it down
Save that singing shit for your sister's fucking birthday
This is real
You don't know?
We're going to fuck your world
This is hardcore genocide

You may ask me why we always fucking swear
When there's a thousand other words to get us there
But cunts like you don't seem to catch our fucking drift
No amount of pedals, screams or fucking riffs
Quite say the same
As hardcore genocide

It's hardcore genocide
It's fucking hardcore genocide, bitch

Check my fucking Caller I.D. you cunt - 'Your Dreams'
Save that singing shit for your grandad's fucking birthday

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I would never stoop that low
You fucking stupid greebo cunt, I hate you
And I always fucking will
No herbs or potions, charms or fucking pills
Well cunts like you don't seem to catch our fucking drift
No amount of pedals, screams or fucking riffs
Quite say the same
Track Name: Hanneman
Hanneman, this one's for you
You influence everything I do
Jokes and metal clichés aside
Your torch still burns bright in my eyes
Track Name: Change Shit Up
This shit's about having fun
Always has been
Here's to all you jaded fucks
And bitter has beens
Sit and bitch about shit all day
See where it goes
Talk shit about your old best friend
We'll see you at The Hell's next fucking show

So fuck your copycat merch
Black Flag bars
Fuck what you heard
Music for me is about entertainment
Not your fucking Playdays shit

Gonna keep things simple
Let's make it easy for you
Gonna keep things simple

Change shit up

I said it from the start
Right here, right now
Change shit up

Gonna keep things simple
Let's make it easy for you
We're gonna keep things simple

It's time to change shit up