Hell's On Fire

Steel Panther

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    It's so fucking hot in here
    But the devil doesn't care
    The front row will be dripping wet
    But satan won't ever break a sweat
    He's in the car turning up the heat
    Burning my hands burning my feet
    Some cool lemonade would hit the spot
    Cause it's really really really really really hot

    Hell's on fire
    Burning your body right to the core
    Hell's on fire
    You can fry an egg on the floor
    I like 'em scrambled

    Let's get drunk and smoke some pot
    I want to party with Bon Scott
    Randy Rhoads, John Bonham too
    It's a heavy metal party and were waiting for you

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    Hell's on fire
    The devil's hungry and he's eating light
    Hell's on fire
    Frying up a fillet soul tonight

    So hot, so hot
    My skin is turing red
    So hot, so hot
    Good thing we're already dead

    Hell's on fire
    Hell's on fire
    Hell's on fire
    We're burnining, burning, burning, burning, burning
    Hell's on fire

    Song details

    Composition: Michael Starr, Satchel, Stix Zadinia, and Lexxi Foxxx

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