She smiled a tearful smile
And she said to me,
"Dear sweet boy, I'm afraid to say...
I'm  not the way to paradise.
I'm on my way to hell...
You see, I made a dread mistake
And now the devil owns my soul."
So I took her hand and stole a tear from her cheek and I said to her,
"Oh, you poor lovely dear,
Do not fear...
I've been there too
Same mistake, more than once...
Let me show you the way."
Hand in hand, tear in tear
We walked down
The blood red brick road
To hell
A song in our steps
A joy in our hearts
Both now singing
*Theres no place like home