You wanted power and you begged for fame

You wanted everything the easy way

You wanted gain without pain

Now your bills is in the mail

You got stronger but your mind got weak

You made a promise you couldn't keep

You had it all - You lost more

It's all there in the fee



Via hell incorporated (regeneration)

1st you love it then you hate it (you're such a saint)

And now you're never gonna make it (bad situation)

Get on get on down

there's hell to pay 'cause



The devil is a loser and he's my bitch

For better or for worse and you don't care which

The devil is a loser and he's my bitch

Runnin' into trouble you skitch

He's my bitch



You wanted riches and license to kill

Yuo got poverty and then you got ill

You got poor and you lost your will

All your dreams unfulfilled

I get my kicks when you blow your fuse

No-one got killed but that's no excuse

Hands up, I let you know when it's done

I've got the only gun



And there were no refunds

Just failing guarantees

"Confess your sins, son"

Said the preacher on TV



You got yourself some greasepaint

Set of white and black

All you got was laughter and

Gene Simmons on your back