You wanted power and you begged for fame
  You wanted everything the easy way
  You wanted gain without pain
  Now your bills is in the mail
  You got stronger but your mind got weak
  You made a promise you couldn't keep
  You had it all - You lost more
  It's all there in the fee
  
  Via hell incorporated (regeneration)
  1st you love it then you hate it (you're such a saint)
  And now you're never gonna make it (bad situation)
  Get on get on down
  there's hell to pay 'cause
  
  The devil is a loser and he's my bitch
  For better or for worse and you don't care which
  The devil is a loser and he's my bitch
  Runnin' into trouble you skitch
  He's my bitch
  
  You wanted riches and license to kill
  You got poverty and then you got ill
  You got poor and you lost your will
  All your dreams unfulfilled
  I get my kicks when you blow your fuse
  No-one got killed but that's no excuse
  Hands up, I let you know when it's done
  I've got the only gun
  
  And there were no refunds
  Just failing guarantees
  "Confess your sins, son"
  Said the preacher on TV
  
  You got yourself some greasepaint
  Set of white and black
  All you got was laughter and
  Gene Simmons on your back