It's Hell time, man
Hell time, man
Hell time, man
Hell time, man

Down in the street, the fools rule
There's no freedom or self respect
A knife point or a trip to the joint
Is about all you can expect
They kill people here who stand up for their rights
The system's just too damned corrupt
It's always the same, the name of the game
Is who do you know higher up
All right

It's Hell time, man
Hell time, man
Hell time, man
Hell time, man

Black and white, the idiotic, the exotic
Wealth is a filthy rag
So erotic, so unpatriotic
So wrapped up in the American flag
Witchcraft scum exploiting the dumb
Turning children into punks and slaves
Whose heroes and healers are rich drug dealers
Who should be put in their graves
All right
It's Hell time, man
Hell time, man
Hell time, man
Hell time man

Now, listen to me, Mr. Pussy Man
This might be your last night in a bed so soft
We're not pimps on the make, politicians on the take
You can't pay us off
We gonna blow up your house of voodoo
And watch it burn without any regrets
We got the power, we're the new government
You just don't know it yet
All right

It's Hell time, man
Hell time, man
Hell time, man
Hell time, man
All right

[Guitar solo]

For all of my brothers in Vietnam
And my uncles in World War II
I'd like to say that it's countdown time
We're gonna do what the law should do
And for you, pretty baby, I know you been here before
I know your story's just too tough to share
One of these days, you'll be talking in your sleep
And when you do, I wanna be there, yeah, yeah
Hell time, man
Hell time, man
Hell time, man
Hell time, man