Pop Will Eat Itself
Eat Me, Drink Me, Love Me, Kill Me
[Verse 1]
Escaping the twilight
And drinking 'til sunrise
I never thought a head like this would persist
I could be dead at 33 like Belushi
Drain myself away like Hancock in Sydney
But who knows? Who cares?
Who'll remember anyway?

[Chorus]
Welcome to hell
Spend your time in hell
I could try to change it, but it suits me too well
My not-so-private hell

[Verse 2]
And you feed my hunger
But drown all my senses
In the satisfaction stakes, it's like sitting on the number 9 bus
I can't stop me, you can't stop me
I can't stop me, you can't stop me
One's too many, ten's not enough

[Chorus]
Welcome to hell
Spend your time in hell
I could try to change it, but it suits me too well
My not-so-private hell
[Outro]
Welcome to hell, it's good to be back
With Charlie and Hattie and my memory lapse
Welcome to hell
Welcome to hell
Welcome to hell