Hotel California
Hotel California
The
Eagles (Don Felder-Don Henley-Glenn Frey)
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 in corridor,
I thought I heard them say...
Chorus:
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-Benz
She got a lot 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...
Chorus:
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a
lovely face)
Living 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 masters chambers, they
gathered for the feast
They stab
it with their steely knifes,
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 check out anytime you like, but you can never leave.'
Posted: Do - Februar 19, 2004 at 04:59 Uhr