Dropped the Bell
Verse 1) I’m in the third row, rocking the velvet robe Preacher’s mid-sentence, talking ’bout the globe I’m holding the C-sharp, polished and bright Ready to chime in and bring the folks light. But then my thumb slipped—a tragedy in motion The bell hit the floor like a wave in the ocean CLANG-A-LANG-DANG—the whole room went quiet Pastor looked at me like I started a riot. (Chorus) One little drop, now I’m sliding down a chute Leaving behind my Sunday best suit. Is it a hex? Or is the Reverend a mage? ‘Cause I just fell through the floor of the stage! And man, I really don’t like the smell It’s like gym socks and sulfur down in this cell Dropped the bell once, now I’m vibing in hell. Verse 2) Now I’m downstairs and the climate is humid I see the devil and he’s looking real stupid He’s wearing a choir cap, holding a pitchfork Trying to pop a bottle with a brimstone cork. He said, "Welcome to the basement, we saw the fumble, That chime was so loud it made the foundation crumble!" Was it a spell? Or just the Pastor’s bad mood? Either way, the catering here is some real bad food. (Chorus) One little drop, now I’m sliding down a chute Leaving behind my Sunday best suit. Is it a hex? Or is the Reverend a mage? ‘Cause I just fell through the floor of the stage! And man, I really don’t like the smell It’s like gym socks and sulfur down in this cell Dropped the bell once, now I’m vibing in hell. Verse 3) I tried to explain, I said "Yo, it was slippery!" But now I’m doing dishes in the devil’s own scullery. The demons are humming a dark little tune And I’m stuck here 'til next Sunday afternoon. The smell is the worst part—stale air and heat I’m looking for the exit, tryna find a retreat But every time I move, I hear a faint ring Guess that’s the price when you let the brass swing. (Chorus) One little drop, now I’m sliding down a chute Leaving behind my Sunday best suit. Is it a hex? Or is the Reverend a mage? ‘Cause I just fell through the floor of the stage! And man, I really don’t like the smell It’s like gym socks and sulfur down in this cell Dropped the bell once, now I’m vibing in hell.
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Verse 1) I’m in the third row, rocking the velvet robe Preacher’s mid-sentence, talking ’bout the globe I’m holding the C-sharp, polished and bright Ready to chime in and bring the folks light. But then my thumb slipped—a tragedy in motion The bell hit the floor like a wave in the ocean CLANG-A-LANG-DANG—the whole room went quiet Pastor looked at me like I started a riot. (Chorus) One little drop, now I’m sliding down a chute Leaving behind my Sunday best suit. Is it a hex? Or is the Reverend a mage? ‘Cause I just fell through the floor of the stage! And man, I really don’t like the smell It’s like gym socks and sulfur down in this cell Dropped the bell once, now I’m vibing in hell. Verse 2) Now I’m downstairs and the climate is humid I see the devil and he’s looking real stupid He’s wearing a choir cap, holding a pitchfork Trying to pop a bottle with a brimstone cork. He said, "Welcome to the basement, we saw the fumble, That chime was so loud it made the foundation crumble!" Was it a spell? Or just the Pastor’s bad mood? Either way, the catering here is some real bad food. (Chorus) One little drop, now I’m sliding down a chute Leaving behind my Sunday best suit. Is it a hex? Or is the Reverend a mage? ‘Cause I just fell through the floor of the stage! And man, I really don’t like the smell It’s like gym socks and sulfur down in this cell Dropped the bell once, now I’m vibing in hell. Verse 3) I tried to explain, I said "Yo, it was slippery!" But now I’m doing dishes in the devil’s own scullery. The demons are humming a dark little tune And I’m stuck here 'til next Sunday afternoon. The smell is the worst part—stale air and heat I’m looking for the exit, tryna find a retreat But every time I move, I hear a faint ring Guess that’s the price when you let the brass swing. (Chorus) One little drop, now I’m sliding down a chute Leaving behind my Sunday best suit. Is it a hex? Or is the Reverend a mage? ‘Cause I just fell through the floor of the stage! And man, I really don’t like the smell It’s like gym socks and sulfur down in this cell Dropped the bell once, now I’m vibing in hell.