THE EAGLES
Hotel
California
On a dark desert
highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas,
rising up through the air
Up ahead in the
distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and
my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the
night
There she stood in the
doorway;
I heard the mission
bell
And I was thinking to
myself,
'This could be Heaven
or this could be Hell'
Then she lit up a
candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down
the corridor,
I thought I heard them
say...
Welcome to the Hotel
California
Such a lovely
place
Such a lovely
face
Plenty of room at the
Hotel California
Any time of year, you
can find it here
Her mind is
Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot of
pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the
courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember,
some dance to forget
So I called up the
Captain,
'Please bring me my
wine'
He said, 'We haven't
had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine'
And still those voices
are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the
middle of the night
Just to hear them
say...
Welcome to the Hotel
California
Such a lovely
place
Such a lovely
face
They livin' it up at
the Hotel California
What a nice surprise,
bring your alibis
Mirrors on the
ceiling,
The pink champagne on
ice
And she said 'We are
all just prisoners here, of our own device'
And in the master's
chambers,
They gathered for the
feast
The stab it with their
steely knives,
But they just can't
kill the beast
Last thing I remember,
I was
Running for the
door
I had to find the
passage back
To the place I was
before
'Relax,' said the night
man,
We are programmed to
receive.
You can checkout any
time you like,
but you can never
leave!