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)