Old Swingin' Bell

D'you still dread the morning, all its force and light?
Wake up every hour, scream out in the night
You can't understand what went wrong with this land
Tilt back the bottle, hold my selfish hand. Shit'll kill ya
But Jesus took the fall, mhmm
Lay down in the fog
Hallelujah, good seein' ya, I was the fortified wall

Wake up, Mary-Anna, tie your shoes up very well
I've come to tell you how the quiet nation fell
Hallelujah, good seein' ya
I ride the Old Swingin' Bell

And if the Swingin' Bell goes wandering by
Get exposed to my stereo light
And if the old Father tells ya, "The great receiver won't receive ya"
Believe what you like, but when I saw with my own eyes
He said, "We all go out together, it just happens on different nights"

Old Swingin' Bell, Old Swingin' Bell
When will you tell all that you know?

Want to make it hopeless, crawl into your shell?
Find a friend to push ya down into the well
If you can't understand what went wrong with this land
Tilt back the bottle, drive into the Grand Canyon silver
Where Jesus took his fall so well
Bide your time in hell
Hallelujah, good seein' ya
I'll ride the Old Swingin' Bell

And if the Swingin' Bell goes wandering by
Get exposed to my stereo light
And if the old Father tells ya, "The great receiver won't receive ya"
Believe what you like, but when I saw with my own eyes
He said, "We all go out together, it just happens on different nights"

Old Swingin' Bell, Old Swingin' Bell
When will you tell all that you know?



Credits
Writer(s): Andy C. Jenkins, Andrew Johnson, Joseph James Wallace
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