Burning Hell
R.E.M. · Dead Letter Office
I got the picnic, you got the ants,
Put it in the fire heaven knows
Take my torch and touch your toes in hell
It's a burning hell
You can burn in Hell
It's a burning hell
You can burn in hell
It's a burning hell
Women don't fret, boys don't bet
Let me see your silhouette in hell
Women above me take my love
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love
It's a burning hell
It's a burning hell
Baby, baby, baby, I'm hell
It's a burning hell
Girl stop moving, boy behave
Baby, I'll put you in an early grave in hell
Love on the ceiling, love on the floor
I'm gonna leave you burning for more
Burn in the country, burn downtown
All the best people are burning down in hell, hell, Ah hell
It's a burning Hell
You'll burn in hell
It's a big, burning, giant, colossal matter
Hell
Oh baby, I'm hell
Burn, Burn, Burn!
Burning Hell
Burning Hell stands as a standout track from R.E.M.'s 1998 compilation album, Dead Letter Office. The song captures the band's signature alternative rock sound, blending Michael Stipe's enigmatic vocal delivery with Peter Buck's intricate guitar work. Released during a period of significant commercial success for the group, the recording reflects the polished yet textured production style that defined their late-nineties output. While the album served as a collection of B-sides and rarities, this track remains a compelling example of the band's ability to craft memorable melodies outside of their primary studio albums. It offers listeners a concise glimpse into the creative energy that fueled their extensive discography during that era.