Anna hawkshaw - Hotel Hell. Lyrics

The Pied Piper's alive and well Climbed his way up from hotel hell
Smelling like a rose so sweet Western leaders fell to their feet
All it took was just one glance It was love and first devilish dance
Arm in arm they cooked a plan To grab more land than any man
The Western world's got toys galore Guns and bombs who could ask for more
Money flows, it's raining green The Piper's cooking up a scheme
Come dance along to the Piper's tune He's from hell but he's no buffoon
War's his game, he's quite insane But to the West it's all the same
Deals get done behind the scenes They toast with wine and plot their dreams
The Piper lays his flute aside And laughs, what a ride, genocide
No mercy in his wicked soul Saving lives ain't his goal
He plays a jig, they mark in tune To grab more land than any man
Come dance along to the Piper's tune He's from hell but he's no buffoon
War's his game, he's quite insane But to the West it's all the same
Come dance along to the Piper's tune He's from hell but he's no buffoon
War's his game, he's quite insane But to the West it's all the same