Sam Hell Lyrics by Helmet

Sam Hell Lyrics

    Sam invents the you you want to see
    Don't believe in predestiny
    Bacon you never need to bring home
    Sam Hell gets you redeemed
    By grace alone

    Sam's the mayor of First Avenue
    Nothing goes on the he doesn't want to
    A wife that wears his 'in' stocking hat
    She's known for making good
    Gravy and cat

    Heart attack
    Time to eat and pay
    Cellulite won't wash away
    You never knew if you'd been dead or
    Just old
    Sam Hell never gets that cold.

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