Hazben Heartbreak

(ahhhh) My name is Solomon,

walking the neon-red floor Watching the demons all lining up at the

door They talk of redemption,

a golden-paved street But I see the ashes beneath their dancing feet

Can a sinner shed his skin?

Can we wash away the sin?

Welcome to the hotel of lost and broken souls!

Where the fire keeps burning,

out of our control!

Solomon is watching, we're dancing on the line!

Trying to find a piece of heaven in our time!

They play their piano,

they pour out the gin A lost princess dreaming where hope can

begin But the shadows are hunting,

the clock's ticking down For the angels of judgment to sweep

through this town

(Heaven help us) Solomon

is waiting...