Just like my mama said And I'm going straight to hell I'm going straight to hell 'Cause I'm going straight to hell I grew up just west of the tracks Holdin' me to hold me back Around your door she's callin' out my name

Just like my mama said I'm going straight to hell And I'm going straight to hell 'Cause I'm going straight to hell I grew up just west of the tracks Holdin' me to hold me back Around your door she's callin' out my name

Hello, hello (it's good to be back) Nobody ever mentions the weather Can make or break your day Nobody ever seems to remember Life is a game we play We live in the shadows and we Had the chance and threw it away And it's never going to be the same 'Cause

Crosses grow on Anzio Where no soldiers sleep And where hell is six feet deep That death does wait There's no debate So charge and attack Going to hell and back A white light

Crosses grow on Anzio Where no soldiers sleep And where hell is six feet deep That death does wait There's no debate So charge and attack Going to hell and back A white light