“The window’s dirty, the mattress stinks. This ain’t no place to be a man.”
If anything, “Hell Hole” proves that the grass is always greener. Whether you live in a squalor filled hole with peeling rats or a mansion where the sauna is too drafty, someone always has it better.
Tap’s tripped out travelogue takes us to the ancient nights of Stonehenge. The mysterious stone sculptures were home to the bacchanal ceremonies of devils and virgins. Nowadays, it’s just a place with some boring rocks.
“Working up a hot sweat. Crouching in your pea patch. Plowing through your bean field. Planting my seed.”