Bound For Hell

Well, faith flies off the mountain everyday

No parachute, and no prayers to say

Yes, my faith flies off a mountain everyday

And there's no parachute, no goddamn prayers to say

Fly the little monkey up a telegraph pole

Sending out a signal to somebody, somebody

Somebody, please somebody



I want to hear a song that makes me believe in something

I want to hear a song that makes me believe something

I want to hear a song that makes me believe

There's something to believe in

I want to hear a song that makes me believe



Had a dream...



I was riding on a train that wasn't bound for glory

Riding on a train, the train was bound for hell

Riding on a train that wasn't bound for glory, that's for sure

Riding on a train that's bound for hell



The engine with human blood was damp

The headlight was her brimstone lamp

And then for fuel I shoveled in bones

and the furnace roared with a thousand groans



The tank was filled with lager beer

The devil himself was engineer

The passengers were a mixed up crew

Churchmen, atheists, Baptists too



The rich in broadcloth, poor in rags

Handsome girls, wrinkled hags

Black men, yellow, red and white

Chained together, fearful sight



The train rushed on at an awful pace

The sulfer fumes burned hands and face

Wilder and wilder the country grew

Faster and faster the engine flew



Loud and terrible thunder crashed

Whiter brighter lightning flashed

Hotter still the air became

So clothes were burned from each shrinking frame



There came a fearfull ear-splitting yell...

Yell Satan: "Can't stop, next stop's hell"

Twas then the passengers shrieked with pain

And begged the devil to stop the train

Stop this train



He shrieked and roared, and grinned with glee

And mocked and laughed at their misery

"My friends you've bought your seats on this road,

I've got to get through with a complete load"



You've bullied the weak, you've cheated the poor

The starving tramp, you turned from the door

You've laid up gold till your purses burst

You've given way to your beastly lust



You've balked at god in your hell blown pride

You've killed and you've cheated, and plundered and lied

You've double crossed men and you've swore and you've stole

Not a one in body and soul (that is virgin?)

Body and soul



So you've paid full fare and I'll carry you through

If there's one don't belong I'd like to know who

And here's the time when I ain't no liar

I'll land you all safe in a land of fire

And your flesh will scorch in the flames that roar

You'll sizzle and burn from rind to core



And I awoke with a shrilly cry

My were clothes were wet, my hair stood high

And I prayed as I've never until that hour

To be saved from hell and the devil's power



At present my vows were not in vain

That I payed no fare on that hellbound train