Lyrics:

Escaping the twilight, drinking 'til sunrise
I never thought a head like this would persist
I could be dead at 33 like Belushi
Drain myself away like Hancock in Sydney
But who knows? Who cares? Who'll remember anyway?

Welcome to hell
Spend your time in hell
I could try to change it
But it suits me too well
My not so private hell

You feed my hunger, but drown all my senses
In the satisfaction stakes, it's like sitting on the number nine bus
I can't stop me, you can't stop me
I can't stop me, you can't stop me
One's too many, ten's not enough

Welcome to hell
Spend your time in hell
I could try to change it
But it suits me too well
My not so private hell

Welcome to hell
It's good to be back
With Charlie and Hattie
And my memory lapse
Welcome to hell
Welcome to hell
Welcome to hell