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• Artiste: Spectres (The)
• Titre: Satan's Honky-Tonk
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Well ever since I got here I been chained to the bar There's only Stroh's on tap here And something that looks like tar The drunk who's sittin' next to me Has eaten a hundred pickled eggs There's nails stickin' through my stool And up into my legs The barkeep don't clean the glasses Before he pours the brew And it my take him thirteen days Before he gets to you The drinks all look like they've been Made with devil spit They can sure fill up your bladder But they don't make you forget In Satan's Honky-Tonk There ain't no hope in here They're all out of pretzels And they only serve light beer Once I had everything It only cost a soul to sell Now I'm forever stuck here At the honky-tonk in Hell There's a jukebox in the corner With all my favorite hits The records all are broken And the wiring's on the fritz There's a critter with an old guitar And the devil starts to croon Well he can play guitar OK But the devil sings out of tune In Satan's Honky-Tonk There ain't no hope in here They're all out of pretzels And they only serve light beer Once I had everything It only cost a soul to sell Now I'm forever stuck here At the honky-tonk in Hell There's a pretty little waitress Her skin is a crimson red She likes to tear my heart out With those horns upon her head She reminds me of my ex-wife Back when I was alive Well I remember her bad And it kinda makes me glad To be down here in this dive And in Satan's Honky-Tonk There ain't no hope in here They're all out of pretzels And they only serve light beer Once I had everything It only cost a soul to sell Now I'm forever stuck here At the honky-tonk in Hell Now I'm forever stuck here At the honky-tonk in Hell