An old man cuts his face   But not because the razor's dull   It's from his hands shaking   From the lack of what he's taking   Not like an old man's memories   His wrongs are still and forever      Hoping mistakes will fade with the sun   But no surprise, they never do   Hoping mistakes will fade with the sun   They never do at Hell's Motel      Lord, please spread my wings   I want to fly away   I don't want to die on the vine   Lord, please smile on me   I don't want to live forever   But I don't want to die on the vine      Never talks about the past   How he could hold a scalpel   Mighty hippocratic oath   How he sold himself for naught   He lived when they lived   And he died when they died, too      Accepting the new sacred calf of the pagans   As we all die on the vine   Accepting the new sacred calf of the pagans   That's life in Hell's Motel      Oh Lord, please spread my wings   I want to fly away   But I don't want to die on the vine   Oh Lord, won't You smile on me?   I don't want to live forever   I just don't want to die on the vine      And tonight he'll close his eyes   Hoping the sun will rise again   And all will be forgiven   And this was all just a dream   But the walls to the motel are thin   And next door someone's getting beaten      Tears for the unknown are seeds that are sown   And we're all on the run   Tears for the unknown are seeds that are sown   This ain't life at Hell's Motel      Hell's Motel   This ain't life   In Hell's Motel