"Hell-Hole" as written by and Ed Crawford George Hurley....
It's a crime
A sin
You going to prosper
And make us keep believing
When is enough enough
Criticize the deed
Forget the people who need
Politicians who steal

On their knees
Trying not to give up
Children that are hungry
Can barely hold a cup
Unconscious in the hell-hole
No pride
I want to strangle those
Hiding behind life

You become what you're against
Weak, cold, and hungry
It'e never been the same since
You rot and stink
Go hang yourself you bastard
Don't do us any favors
Get the fuck out of here
Get the fuck out of here

Lyrics submitted by joelm

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