Silver Bell

Silver Bell, Silver Bell

Yeah, that's the name of the old motel

You were travelling and there you fell

Down on a bed at the Silver Bell

How you been? I'm doing well

I hear you're digging a hole to hell

How you been? I'm doing well

Meet me tonight at the Silver Bell

I hate to tell you, baby, this is home

The wallpaper is a colour called sea foam

Pull down the shades a little and you've got yourself a prison cell

Tearing up the wicked well tonight, baby, at the

Silver Bell, Silver Bell

Yeah, that's the name of the old motel

I did a stupid thing, I even tried

Feels like a hundred bees are stinging me from the inside

I don't know just what to do, I don't know just who to tell

And so I'm telling you to meet me tonight down at the

Silver Bell, Silver Bell

Yeah, that's the name of the old motel

I hate to tell you, baby, this is home

The wallpaper is a colour called sea foam

Pull down the shades a little and you've got yourself a prison cell

Tearing up the wicked well tonight, baby, at the

Silver Bell, Silver Bell

Yeah, that's the name of the old motel

You were travelling and there you fell

Down on a bed at the Silver Bell