Living in a Hell Hole

Just today realized that the Spinal Tap song, "Living in a Hell Hole" fits Jane's dump perfectly. With just a few adjustments:

The window's dirty the bathroom stinks
This ain't no place to be a Jane
Ain't got no future, ain't got no past
And I don't think I ever can
The floor is filthy the walls are thin
The wind is howling in my face
Seiman's sucking, I'm losing ground
Can't seem to join the human race.

Chorus:
I'm living in a hell hole
Don't want to stay in this hell hole
Don't want to die in this hell hole
Girl, get me out of this hell hole.

I rode the jetstream, I hit the top
I'm eating wurst and lobster tails
The sauna's drafty, the mineral bad's too hot
The kitchen stinks of boiling kraut.
The taxman's coming, the butler quit
This ain't no place to be a Jane
I'm going back to where I started
I'm flashing back into my pain

Chorus:
It's better in a hell hole
You know where you stand in a hell hole
Folks lend a hand in a hell hole
Girl get me back to my hell hole.