Say we're ugly, look so mean, but we're more honest than you've ever seen
Don't have red lips, don't make the scene, I'd rather hang at Raji's and the Scream
Try to do it with roots, don't tuck my pants in my boots
Ya know I'm never teasin' up my hair
I know the meaning of soul, and rock when I roll
This dirty business isn't fair
Hard rock hell, never did sell
Lipstick metal with a candy shell
Hard rock hell, never could tell
If I looked pretty, I'd sell
But I'm in Hard rock hell
We look too gritty, with a melody sweet, and the two it didn't go along
It sure felt shitty, to admit defeat, but my integrity is going strong
Took some rhythm and blues, washed it down with some booze
But the powers didn't understand
But they wanted it slick, so dress up like chicks
So we told 'em you can suck our...
Hard rock hell, never did sell
Lipstick metal with a candy shell
Hard rock hell, never could tell
If I looked pretty, I'd sell
But I'm in Hard rock hell
Don't sell no records, don't break no ground, I hope my music doesn't make you hurl
But shit bands thrive, and Bon Scott dies, there aint no justice in the music world
But we gobble the fluff, when they play it enough
'Cause it sells don't really make it good
Because you found fame, you're musics still lame,
It doesn't move me like it should
Hard rock hell, never did sell
Lipstick metal with a candy shell
Hard rock hell, never could tell
If I looked pretty, I'd sell yeah
Hard rock hell, never did sell
Lipstick metal with a candy shell
Hard rock hell, never could tell
If I looked pretty, I'd sell yeah, can't tell yeah, oh well yeah
I'm in hard rock hell
