 鲜花( 152)  鸡蛋( 1)
|
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair( b3 b1 k* k! y2 j8 I; k% Q; o
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
( p4 ]. e" B- o4 I! a9 E# M/ o! [Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light, T! A5 a' Y; b, g. [
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
( i' P3 w, v' Z/ j1 L- J* b) k3 h: oI had to stop for the night0 H2 G, s6 ^. ]: e' y5 }( ]
There she stood in the doorway;/ b6 W1 H0 }& |1 \3 w
I heard the mission bell
) c" G$ F) M$ K" F8 W: M" uAnd I was thinking to myself,6 D2 r: i( w* u/ { O0 K
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
0 K; r; Y8 I } \Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
5 \" p4 k( W$ DThere were voices down the corridor,( b9 ~0 @7 y) ? W
I thought I heard them say...
6 _7 F s9 ^8 [ E0 \
( k- I- j$ T. [5 IWelcome to the hotel california9 k# H8 v4 x6 j6 W8 h% g
Such a lovely place
2 \ d) ^- A3 \6 {Such a lovely face
* t$ ?% @# Z! f1 W: b" H( w: YPlenty of room at the hotel california
! n( q b) V" U! XAny time of year, you can find it here
9 Y0 K% C& P6 _" y! }
9 w6 c: Q$ b. g) M5 ~4 jHer mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends* |' x1 S! v% t- ~! s! ], D$ ~+ W
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends3 ~; ~( q: O% _; S; U" h
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
! B* X6 _% z1 R s4 _& }Some dance to remember, some dance to forget5 J% F7 q u, ~4 w( W! U
+ R% c8 Z- d& G; D9 r% y0 r% a' b
So I called up the captain,6 R; G8 }/ A; h& R8 h9 i
’please bring me my wine’
$ T9 I2 A2 r4 S7 l0 YHe said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
0 e3 l) {2 Z' U2 t/ N2 pAnd still those voices are calling from far away, C' _# e5 b. W2 s X7 S0 q7 v
Wake you up in the middle of the night
! c( i, X, L6 S+ MJust to hear them say..., g0 R& `1 t, m
* f1 q0 ^* K5 D' e- _7 @: x$ j2 r0 hWelcome to the hotel california. f& W) |# t7 W: x7 G+ J( ]! M
Such a lovely place
, S0 o0 y% p& j# R% q, ~- {Such a lovely face) r; A) i6 \/ s5 a- ^5 W0 h
They livin’ it up at the hotel california
. B0 y5 ~) U) IWhat a nice surprise, bring your alibis
, Z' r! B: e5 o" M0 Q- J' @2 @8 ^, \
Mirrors on the ceiling,3 N4 `* w6 l8 N6 i
The pink champagne on ice
3 o. l. I: G! t% L, r# g2 o s- vAnd she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
! Z, P6 m) H% `6 x; IAnd in the master’s chambers,8 z: l3 E& ]' m+ z, }$ U) L
They gathered for the feast
) b% Q& r+ G* o2 I5 K' y2 sThe stab it with their steely knives,0 S$ D5 @; V" q# h Y$ M% R; K
But they just can’t kill the beast9 M: u/ e$ S9 t. I/ L
8 t# e9 a; N: Y/ {4 }2 ELast thing I remember, I was
6 n% o3 \! B5 z9 `) \& g% X7 ZRunning for the door' {0 T8 E# T# f3 V G
I had to find the passage back5 R8 O5 d1 T% ?: v" J0 j
To the place I was before( J3 T* Y }4 i: o' ?3 N1 @# i
’relax,’ said the night man,# |4 ~! _* _2 x( i
We are programmed to receive./ D5 T; D; _4 P/ P0 L! s) T$ M o8 u& t
You can checkout any time you like,
W* g" o2 d$ K" u8 f0 FBut you can never leave! |
|