Welcome to hell, population me,
local attraction, the heartbreak sea.
The smell in the air, of night bloom and despair,
by the dry wishing well,
Ah, welcome to Hell.
A plain little house, on a plain little road,
at the corner of done, and where'd it all go?
Time crawls by, with a shudder and moan.
It don't look like much,
but it's a heck of home.
Ah, welcome to Hell.
Population two.
Little old me, and the like of you.
See the hole in the bed,
where you no longer sleep?
Here're the chamber of promises,
we just couldn't keep.
What ever happened to the sweet little heaven
where we lived and loved so long?
Where in the world are the man and the woman
who danced to their favorite song?
Gone, gone, gone to Hell.
Even the devil wept,
when he heard,
the depth of our unhappiness.
Then he dried a tear,
and he sighed,
Aw well, where do you think you are boy?
Welcome to Hell.
What ever happened to the sweet little heaven
where we lived and loved so long?
Where in the world are the man and the woman
who danced to their favorite song?
Gone, gone, gone to Hell.
Even the devil wept,
when he heard,
the depth of our unhappiness.
Then he dried a tear,
and he sighed,
Aw well, where do you think you are boy?
Welcome to Hell.
Every lonely soul,
has a sad story to tell,
where do you think you are boy?
Welcome to Hell.