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 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 place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (any time of year)
You can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes Benz
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys 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 place)
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (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
They 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 check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave!'


Rimshot said...

This song has soooo many memories attached to it. Truly a part of the soundtrack to one's life.

I, still, like the views said...


(I want to track down an oringal album, and have the cover image painted on the wall of the new house)

Steg said...

Wonderful, wonderful song. In a perfect world I'd be able to sing like Don Henley....

Mel said...

One of my favoritestest ones, yaknow!

Not that it means sick'em...LOL...but there you have it.

craig andrew said...

16 posts!!!! Holy Smokes!!! 'Scuse me while I catch up C:)

I hope you are doing well today.


I, still, like the views said...

hey there craig; it was either going to be one long indecipherable piece, of a kind of pick 'n' mix


me too, mel, me too


so steg, who do you sing like then. . .



Steg said...

Who do I sing like? That's really not for me to decide. Suffice to say that the general consensus amongst people who've heard me sing is that I'm unlikely to make a living at it.