Tenement - Underworld Hotel lyrics

I think of all the things you are As you s** on the glowing end of a cigar I really mean to wish you well Down in the depths of your underworld hotel I trust you now, if you've got it all planned out Where did you go? Why don't we know? In your Underworld Hotel There's nothing left to sell That's worth what anyone would pay For something that they don't even understand And Satan's only Son Would give you love, if you reached out and touched its hand I want to know, if you've got it all planned out Where did you go? Why don't we know? In your Underworld Hotel There's nothing left to sell