Roll Me Through The Gates Of Hell - Mischief Brew

I am a leader but you will not follow me

I ain’t no preacher for I’m full of blasphemy

See you in Hell, boys

See you in Hell, boys

Hey!

Like an angel who’d been dancing with some devils

I’m a bad girl with hope for better days

My laughter is spiced with mischief

I won’t toss salt, kiss it up or pray

When you offer pink or blue, I’ll take the blackest

When you offer only two, I’ll offer three

When you point me in a direction, I’ll run backwards

And at the border of utopia, I’ll toast to anarchy

'cause fire and rock, I’m coming home to you

Well I’m picking the bones out of my dinner stew

Open up the gates of hell and roll me through

Fire and rock I’m coming home to you

I am a leader but you will not follow me

I ain’t no preacher for I’m full of blasphemy

See you in Hell, boys

See you in Hell, boys

Hey!

So you’re saying Satan’s army is rising up soon

Well, if it is, I’m the secretary of no state

Got riches, rocks and bottles in my tool pouch

My desire is society’s jailbait

'cause there’s tons of guys a-moping 'bout the work day

Dimes by the dozens, their song weighs a thousand pounds

But there’s nothing like a lady with buzz saw!

I just might build your house but I just might tear it down

Yeah bar-keep I will surely have another

To the witches, to the goblins and the trolls

I’ll be coming to recruit your rebel children

There ain’t no use in locking doors- there’s one of me in every home

With mud on my boots and blood on my jeans

I’ll take those pretty dresses tear them at the seams

Roll me through the gates of hell, oh please

And I’ll be back in your daughter’s dreams

I am a leader but you will not follow me

I ain’t no preacher for I’m full of blasphemy

See you in Hell, boys (see you in Hell)

See you in Hell, boys (see you in Hell)

See you in Hell, boys