in hell and there I found
Fire burning soul, Satan in con trol
A rotten egg was perfume,
a sigh of gladness was gloom
An act of kindness a kick,
and when you're healthy you're sick
And a prayer was a spell,
so there's no need to tell
A good woman down in hell was a jazzy
On my journey under, I perceived the soul
shoveling hot coals down in a pit
Blood of bread was a stone,
I see meat that was bone,
Loneliness was a fortune,
A raise of pay was my work,
the ocean salt was a joke
A sugar cake was the thing,
a penny was twice the size of my head
Gold and silver was made out of solid lead
Suddenly I noticed, I was face to face
With the Prince of Darkness,
And then there was a horrible,
Coming from a whole old bench,
where he sat with an ugly wench
and he boomed the sea by throat
behind him stroking his tail
While the imps and them fought,
the devil was having sport
He just hold his soul with a fiery pull
And rammed the devil's in the head's
I see I was putting my old self in a jam
Since then I started running
Right now here I am back here on earth
And when you're wrong I tell you,
This white rum make me see,
A rotten egg was perfume,
a sigh of gladness was gloom
An act of kindness a kick,
and when you're healthy you're sick
And a prayer was a spell,
so there's no need to tell
A good woman down in hell