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