You wanted power and you begged for fame You wanted everything the easy way You wanted gain without pain Now your bill is in the mail You got stronger but your mind got weak You made a promise that you couldn't keep You got it all - you lost more It's all there in the fee Via hell incorporated (regeneration) First you love it then you hate it (you're such a saint) And now you're never gonna make it (bad situation) Get on get on down There's hell to pay 'cause The Devil is a loser and he's my bitch For better or for worse and you don't care which The Devil is a loser and he's my bitch Runnin' into trouble you skitch He's my bitch You wanted richest and a licence to kill You got poverty then you got ill You got poor and you lost your will All your dreams unfulfilled I get my kicks when you blow your fuse No-one got killed but that's no excuse Hands up, I let you know when it's done I've got the only gun And there were no refunds Just failing guarantees "Confess your sins, son" Said the preacher on TV You got yourself some greasepaint Set of white and black All you got was laughter and Gene Simmons on your back