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