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Hell's Ditch
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Life's a b**ch, then you die, black Hell
Hell's Ditch, naked howling freedom
The killer's hands are bound with chains

At six o'clock, it starts to rain
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Features Of This Song
folk roots
bluegrass influences
minor key tonality
electric guitar riffs
a prominent accordion part
a gravelly male vocalist
a prominent mandolin part

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Publisher: PERFECT SONGS LTD
Black dildo, black Hell
The killer's hands are bound with chains
Our lady of the flowers
Back from Heaven, back to Hell
Life's a bitch, then you die, black Hell
Her neck is bent, the blade comes down
As for our lady, she kneels down
As the Spanish cops ridiculed my gel