If you can play on the fiddle
How's about a British reel?
Speaking in quotation
As railhead towns feel the steel water froze
Clear as winter ice
This is your paradise
There ain't no need for you
There ain't no need for you
Go straight to hell boys
Straight to hell boys
Why'want to join in a chorus
Of the Amerasian blues?
When it's Christmas Ho Chi Minh
Oh papa-san take me home
See me got a photograph of you
And Mamma-san
Oh Papa-san take me home
Oh take me home
Straight to hell boys
Go straight to hell boys
Go straight to hell boys
Straight to hell boys
Oh mmmmm
Can you cough it up loud and strong
The immigrants
They want to sing all night long
It could be anywhere
Could be any hemisphere
And no man's land and there ain't no asylum here
King Solomon he never lived round here
Go straight to hell boys
Go straight to hell boys
Straight to hell
Straight to hell