Out in the cold in the dead of the night
On a long, dark street where they`re burning down the fires
I keep a run-run-runnin` and i run for my life
They`re trying to pull me underneath but i`ll keep on standing tight
Now, there`s no rest for the wicked
There is no love

I`ve got a hell on my back
(hell on my back)
They`re breathing down my neck so bad
(hell on my back)

Now, i`ve seen the backstabbers with their fingers on the daggers
It`s a black, black world and it couldn`t get much blacker
With a 10 ton hammer i`m protecting my own
We`re gonna see who`s who when the metal meets the bone
Now, there`s no rest for the wicked
There is no love

I`ve got a hell on my back
(hell on my back)
They`re breathing down my neck so bad
(hell on my back)

-lead-

I`ve got a hell on my back
(hell on my back)
They`re breathing down my neck so bad
(hell on my back)

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