Introduction

The "Hotel Melanoma" moniker is a metaphor for living with my particular brand of cancer. Except for those lucky few of us deemed "cured", all we cancer survivors are guests of one of the many, many branded hotels in the "Hotel Carcinoma" chain. We can check out any time we like, but we can never leave. Meanwhile, let's be livin' it up; and please support cancer education, prevention, and treatment research.



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Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Hell's Bells

Don’t get me wrong, I really do appreciate the melanoma education efforts of all of the melanoma nonprofit organizations, both large and small. Nevertheless, since checking into The Hotel Melanoma in ’03, I’ve gradually come to the firm conviction the most effective awareness building work is being done by real people who actually have melanoma (whether directly or through a loved one). We share our unedited stories with anyone who will listen, we drag friends and family members to those fundraising events that support the work of the nonprofits, and we do our best to disseminate melanoma education material from the nonprofits that almost nobody outside The Hotel Melanoma would otherwise see.

I know from personal experience that it isn’t easy or comfortable for any cancer warrior to ‘come out of the closet’ and talk openly and honestly about life at The Hotel Carcinoma. So for each and every one of you melahomies who are talking about melanoma this Melanoma Awareness Month and working to send this black beast down the highway to hell, here’s the Hotel Melanoma rendition of AC/DC’s ‘Hell’s Bells”…

I’m a rolling thunder, pourin’ pain.
I’m comin' down like a hurricane.
M0y lightning's flashing across the sky.
You're stalking young and you're gonna die.

I won't take no prisoners, won't spare yo’ life.
Mole buddy’s putting up a fight.
I got my bell, I’m gonna take you to hell.
I’m gonna get ya, Satan’s in ya.

Hell's Bells!
Yeah, Hell's Bells!
You got me ringin' Hell's Bells!
My temperature's high, Hell's Bells!

I'll give you black sensations up and down your spine.
Since you're into evil you're no friend of mine.
See my white hide flashing as I pick a fight.
'Cause tan bed’s on the left,
And I'm stickin' to the right.

I won't take no prisoners, won't spare yo life.
Mole buddy’s puttin' up a fight.
I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell.
I'm gonna get ya, Satan’s in you.

Hell's Bells!
Yeah, Hell's Bells!
You got me ringin' Hells Bells!
My temperature's high, Hell's Bells!

Hell's Bells!
Yeah, Hell's Bells!
You got me ringin' Hells Bells!
My temperature's high, Hell's Bells!

Hell's Bells, Satan's comin' to you.
Hell's Bells, he's ringing them now.
Hell's Bells, the temperature's high.
Hell's Bells, across the sky.
Hell's Bells, we’re takin' you down.
Hell's Bells, we’re draggin you around.
Hell's Bells, gonna pick a fight.
Hell's Bells, there's no place to hide, yeah.
Ow, ow, ow, ow.
Hell's Bells!

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