It's hell time, man   It's hell time, man   It's hell time, man   It's hell time, man      It's hell time, man   It's hell time, man   It's hell time, man   It's hell time, man      Down these streets the fools rule   There's no freedom or self respect   A knife's point or a trip to the joint   Is about all you can expect      They kill people here who stand up for their rights   The system's just too damned corrupt   It's always the same, the name of the game   Is who do you know higher up      It's hell time, man   It's hell time, man   It's hell time, man   It's hell time, man      The blacks and the whites   The idiotic, the exotic   Wealth is a filthy rag   So erotic so unpatriotic   So wrapped up in the American flag      Witchcraft scum exploiting the dumb   Turning children into punks and slaves   Whose heroes and healers are rich drug dealers   Who should be put in their graves      It's hell time, man   It's hell time, man   It's hell time, man   It's hell time, man      Listen to me Mr. Pussyman   This might be your last night in a bed so soft   We're not pimps on the make, politicians on the take   You can't pay us off      We're gonna blow up your home of Voodoo   And watch it burn without any regret   We got the power we're the new government   You just don't know it yet      It's hell time, man   It's hell time, man   It's hell time, man   It's hell time, man      For all of my brothers from Vietnam   And my uncles from World War II   I'd like to say that it's countdown time now   And we're gonna do what the law should do      And for you, pretty baby, I know you've seen it all   I know your story is too painful to share   One day though, you'll be talking in your sleep   And when you do, I wanna be there      It's hell time, man   It's hell time, man   It's hell time, man   It's hell time, man      It's hell time, man   It's hell time, man   It's hell time, man   It's hell time, man