I woke up today, to hear the weatherman say
it was gonna be another sunny day in Hell
now this "west" stuck in my hand, and I just don't understand
how this guy made the life but I'm still here
see this "boner" memory with this picture on TV
and I "asked that though" and I took it on the chin
now I sit here passively smoking like a chimney
and I wonder sometimes where it all went south
on a sunny day in Hell, a sunny day in Hell
on a sunny day in Hell, a sunny day in Hell
so they got me to my feet, and pushed me out on to the street
in a "taxi cap till" waiting room I spent
when in her sunday clothes came a girl named "Alyn" Rose
who "self" looked up while I was looking low
on a sunny day in Hell, a sunny day in Hell
on a sunny day in Hell, a sunny day in Hell
from the times when I'd forgotten, that you called me Johnny Rotten
and you told me you'd be sittin' in the sun
down half the river side where I can sit and hide
and think about some things I hadn't done
on a sunny day in Hell, a sunny day in Hell
on a sunny day in Hell, a sunny day in Hell
