Right Next Door to Hell (Live in New York, Ritz Theatre - May 16, 1991) Guns N' Roses

[Spoken Word]
This is a song called "Right Next Door to Hell"

[Verse 1]
I'll take a nicotine, caffeine, sugar fix
Jesus, don't you get tired of turnin' tricks?
Your innocence dies, you'll find the blues
All our heroes were born to lose
Just walkin' through time, believe this heat?
Empty town, dead-end street
Rest my bones, sit for a spell
Side of heaven is close to hell

[Chorus]
Right next door to hell
Why don't you write a letter to me?
Right next door to hell
So many eyes are on me
Right next door to hell
I got nowhere else to be
Right next door to hell
Feels like the walls are closin' in on me, hah!

[Verse 2]
My mama never really said much to me
Much too young, scared to be
Freud might say, what I need
All I really ever get is greed
Most my friends
We don't even have ourselves to blame
But times are hard, thrills are cheaper
As your arms get shorter, pockets get deeper