Taken from the album "Waking up in a different world" (2020)
Lyrics:
At the end of the floor lives a grey old man
He rents with his son since many of years
He’s a junkie perhaps, pumped up with religion
Some call him god but I think it’s a joke...
Hotel - Sit by the wall, watchin’ TV
Hotel - Feedin’ the demon, turnin’ the key
Hotel - Open a door but what is it good for
So many people got stuck in this place
Yet most of them gone & none left a trace
Hotel - It’s my time, it’s my place
Never leaving a trace
Two-three-seven gives rise for concern
Don’t go in there for you never return
Sister Louise thought she was Salome
Here she comes, jumping from the balcony...
Hotel - Sit by the wall, watchin’ TV
Hotel - Feedin’ the demon, turnin’ the key
Hotel - Signing the bills with an ambiguous name
Some got it wrong so they’re losing their brains
Skid off their tracks like runaway trains
Hotel - It’s my time, it’s my place
Never leaving a trace
Well, here’s one room I almost forgot
To me it’s an utmost exquisite spot
Some call it hell but I’d say it’s undue
This room, my dear, is reserved just for you...
Hotel - Sit by the wall, watchin’ TV
Hotel - Feedin’ the demon, turnin’ the key
Hotel - Making the beds but what is it good for
Faces arise and then fade away
Discarded twins in a mirror play
Hotel - It’s my time, it’s my place
Never leaving a trace...
3 окт 2024
