Lyrics (otw) Hell is for Children

​Pat Benatar

Hell Is For Children



They cry in the dark, so you can’t see their tears

They hide in the light, so you can’t see their fears

Forgive and forget, all the while

Love and pain become one and the same

In the eyes of a wounded child
Because Hell, Hell is for children

And you know that their little lives can become such a mess

Hell, hell is for children

And you shouldn’t have to pay for your love

With your bones and your flesh
It’s all so confusing, this brutal abusing

They blacken your eyes, and then apologize

Be daddy’s good girl, and don’t tell mommy a thing

Be a good little boy, and you’ll get a new toy

Tell grandma you fell off the swing
Because Hell, Hell is for children

And you know that their little lives can become such a mess

Hell, hell is for children

And you shouldn’t have to pay for your love

With your bones and your flesh

No, Hell is for children
Hell, Hell is for Hell

Hell is for Hell, Hell is for children
Hell, Hell is for Hell

Hell is for Hell, Hell is for children
Hell, Hell is for Hell

Hell is for Hell, Hell is for children
Hell is for children

Hell is for children
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Writer(s): Neil Giraldo, Roger Capps, Patricia Benatar 

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About Kenneth T.

My blog, My way Welcome to a little piece of my life. Here you will find things concerning my everyday experiences and or my thoughts on everyday happenings. For instance you may find thoughts of my Farmstead, which is as my wife calls it, our Accidental Farming life. Perhaps on a whim, I might just jump on a soap box about what's going on with my crazy family (the immediate one, that is).~You don't need to put a penny in the coin slot for any commentary there~ You may find, new additions to what I call "Hobby-time". Ahh yes, my hobby... I make pinback buttons (some call them badges). Sorry for the shameful plug ;-) *** And then there is the outside the box or "Offtrack" thinking, part of me. Which can be anything else from aliens to the zoology of the Loch Ness monster, but will probably be more mundane as health concerns, for instance, to vaccinate or not. Is the Earth Flat or is it Hollow? Is there a dome? Is any of it real? Do you really want to know? Police brutality and the continuing corruption of established government, Big Business, Big Oil, Big Brother. Can we survive? Should we survive? The coming montrary collapse. There is so much going on, more then we see outside our windows.
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