Lyrics
Burning money on the grave
Of a man who was a slave
To his debts that went unpaid
He's dead but paying much the same
With Hell Money
It's not worth its weight in gold
But in the Earthly Court below
Even spirits need to show
That which resembles legal tender
With Hell Money
Yeah Spirit Cash has got to flow
Minted by "Bank of Limbo"
Denominations only grow
Not even death is immune to inflation
With Hell Money
Even if Hell might not exist
There's still a fire we can't resist
It's called "goods and services"
And the King of Hell, well he's surely a capitalist
He's got Hell Money
Hell Money
Hell Yeah, Hell Money
Written by: Chris O'Driscoll