I've been hard up, tore down The things I've been through And the angels won't take me away And I've talked to Saint Peter He won't let me pass So it looks like I'm going today
So let's have a party and tell 'em I'm home They'll be wailing and will lay as well And the devil will be dealing The cards as they lay So let's have a party in hell
Washed up, worn out and down on my knees But the angels won't take me away The bartender only serves Brown liquor in hell And that sure sounds like heaven to me
So let's have a party and tell 'em I'm home They'll be Janice and Jimi as well And Rick James will bring all the cocaine you want So let's have a party in hell
So let's have a party and tell 'em we're home They'll be No Show and Junior and Merle And Jamie Johnson'll be drinking from a brown paper bag So let's have a party in hell
Writer/s: AARON LEWIS
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There was a rumor in the Soviet Union that The Beatles had secretly visited the U.S.S.R. and given a private concert for the children of top Communist party members. They believed the song "Back In The U.S.S.R." was written because of the concert. Actually, some fans still believe so.