If you can play on the fiddle

How's about a British reel?

Speaking in quotation

As railhead towns feel the steel

Water froze



Clear as winter ice

This is your paradise



There ain't no need for you

There ain't no need for you

Go straight to hell boys

Straight to hell boys



You wanna join in a chorus

Of the Amerasian blues

When it's Christmas in Ho Chi Minh

Oh poppa San take me home

See me got a photograph of you Mamma-san

Oh poppa San take me home

Oh take me home



Straight to hell

Go straight to hell

Go straight to hell boys

Straight to hell



Can you cough it up loud and strong

The immigrants

Wanna sing all night long

It could be anywhere

Could be any hemisphere

And no man's land

And there ain't no asylum here

King Solomon he never lived 'round here



Go straight to hell boys

Go straight to hell boys

Straight to hell

Straight to hell boys