Hotel California Album

Hotel California

 

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 down the corridor,

I thought I heard them say…

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 bends

She got a lot of 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…

Welcome to the Hotel California

Such a lovely place

Such a lovely face

They livin’ 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 master’s chambers,

They gathered for the feast

The 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 checkout any time you like,

but you can never leave!

New Kid In Town

 

There’s talk on the street; it sounds so familiar

Great expectations, everybody’s watching you

People you meet, they all seem to know you

Even your old friends treay you like you’re something new

Johnny come lately, the new kid in town

Everybody loves you, so don’t let them down

You look in her eyes; the music begins to play

Hopeless romantics, here we go again

But after awhile, you’re lookin’ the other way

It’s those restless hearts that never mend

Johnny come lately, the new kid in town

Will she still love you when you’re not around?

There’s so many things you should have told her,

but night after night you’re willing to hold her,

Just hold her, tears on your shoulder

There’s talk on the street, it’s there to

Remind you, that it doesn’t really matter

which side you’re on.

You’re walking away and they’re talking behind you

They will never forget you ’til somebody new comes along

Where you been lately? There’s a new kid in town

Everybody loves him, don’t they?

Now he’s holding her, and you’re still around

Oh, my, my

There’s a new kid in town

Ooh, hoo

Everybody’s talking ’bout the new kid in town

Ooh, hoo

Everybody’s walking’ like the new kid in town

There’s a new kid in town

There’s a new kid in town

I don’t want to hear it

There’s a new kid in town

I don’t want to hear it

There’s a new kid in town

There’s a new kid in town

There’s a new kid in town

Life In The Fast Lane

 

He was a hard-headed man

He was brutally handsome, and she was teminally pretty

She held him up, and he held her for ransome in the heart

of the cold, cold city

He had a nasty reputation as a cruel dude

They said he was ruthless, they said he was crude

They had one thing in common, they were

good in bed

She’d say, ‘Faster,faster. The lights are turnin’ red.”

Life in the fast lane

Surely make you lose your mind, mm

Are you with me so far?

Eager for action and bot for the game

The coming attraction, the drop of a name

They knew all the right people, they took

all the right pills

They threw outrageous parties, they paid heavily bills.

There were lines on the mirror, lines on her face

She pretended not to notice, she was caught up

in the race

Out every evening, until it was light

He was too tired to make it, she was too tired

to fight about it

Life in the fast lane

Surely make you lse your mind

Life in the fast lane, everything all the time

Life in the fast lane, uh huh

Blowin’ and burnin’, blinded by thirst

They didn’t see the stop sign,

took a turn for the worst.

She said, “Listen, baby.You can hear the engine

ring.We’ve been up and down this highway;

haven’t seen a goddam thing.”

He said,”Call the doctor. I think I’m gonna crash.”

“The doctor say he’s comin’, but you gotta pay him cash.”

They went rushin’ down that freeway, messed around

and got lost

They didn’t know they were just dyin’ to get off

And it was life in the fast lane

Life in the fast lane

Wasted Time

 

Well baby, there you stand

With your little head, down in your hand

Oh, my God, you can’t believe it’s happening

again

Your baby’s gone, and you’re all alone

and it looks like the end.

And you’re back out on the street.

And you’re tryin’ to remember.

How will you start it over?

You don’t know what became.

You don’t care much for a stranger’s touch,

But you can’t hold your man.

You never thought you’d be alone this far

down the line

And I know what’s been on your mind

You’re afraid it’s all been wasted time

The autumn leaves have got you thinking

about the first time that you fell

You didn’t love the boy too much, no, no

you just loved the boy to well, Farewell

So you live from day to day, and you dream

about tomorrow, oh.

And the hours go by like minutes

and the shadows come to stay

So you take a little something to

make them go away

And I could have done so many things, baby

If I could only stop my mind from wondrin’ what

I left behind and from worrying ’bout theis wasted time

Ooh, another love has come and gone

Ooh, and the years keep rushing on

I remeber what you told me before you went out on your own:

“Sometimes to keep it together, we got to leave it alone.”

So you can get on with your search,baby, and I can

get on with mine

And maybe someday we will find , that it wasn’t really

wasted time

Mm,hm

Oh hoo, ooh, ohh,

Ooh,ooh, mm

Wasted Time Reprise

 

Instrumental

Victim Of Love

 

What kind of love have you got?

You should be home, but you’re not

A room full of noise and dangerous boys

still makes you thirsty and hot

I heard about you and that man

There’s just one thing I don’t understand

You say he’s a liar and he put out

your fire

How come you still got his gun in your hand?

Victim of love , I see a broken heart

You got your stories to tell

Victim of love, it’s such an easy part

and you know how to play it so well

Some people never come clean

I think you know what I mean

You’re walkin’ the wire, pain and desire

Looking for love in between

Tell me your secrets, I’ll tell you mine

This ain’t no time to be cool

And tell all your girlfriends,

you “been around the world” friends

that talk is for losers and fools

Victim of love, I see a broken heart

I could be wrong, but I’m no

Victim of love, we’re not so far apart

Show me, what kind of love have you got?

Victim of love, you’re just a victim of love

I could be wrong , but I’m not

Victim of love, now you’re a victim of love

What kind of love have you got?

What kind of love have you got?

What kind of love have you got?

Pretty Maids All In A Row

 

Hi there,

How are ‘ya?

it’s been a long time

My, but we learn so slow

and heroes, they come

and they go

and leave us behind as if

we’re s’pposed to know why

Why do we give up our hearts to the past?

and why must we grow up so fast?

And all you wishing well fools

with your fortunes

someone should send you a rose with

love from a friend,

it’s nice to here from you

again

And the storybook comes to a close

Gone are the ribbons and bows

Things to remember places to go

Pretty Maids all in a Row

Oh, oh oh, oh……

Try And Love Again

 

When you’re out there on your own

Where your memories can find you

Like a circle goes around

You were lost until you found out

What it all comes down to

One by one

The lonely feelings come

Day by day,they slowly fade away

Ooh, the look was in her eyes

you never know what might be found there

She was dancing right in time

And the looks she made so fine

Like the music that surrounds her

Should I stay or go?

I really want to know

Would I loose or win

If I try and love again?

gonna try and love again

I’m gonna try and love again

gonna try and love

gonna try and love

Right or wrong, what’s done is done

It’s only moments that we borrow

But the thoughts will linger on

of the lady and her song

When the sun comes up tomorrow

Well, it might take years to see

Through all these tears

Don’t let go

When you find it you will know

Oh,Gonna try and love again

gonna try and love again

Sometimes lose, sometimes win,

Sometimes you need a friend

gonna try, gonna try

gonna try, gonna try,(etc.)

The Last Resort

 

She came from Providence,

the one in Rhode Island

Where the old world shadows hang

heavy in the air

She packed her hopes and dreams

like a refugee

Just as her father came across the sea

She heard about a place people were simlin’

They spoke about the red man’s way,

and how they loved the land

And they came from everywhere

to the Great Divide

Seeking a place to stand

or a place to hide

Down in the crowded bars,

out for a good time,

Can’t wait to tell you all,

what it’s like up there

And they called it paradise

I don’t know why

Somebody laid the mountains low

while the town got high

Then the chilly winds blew down

Across the desert

through the canyons of the coast, to

the Malibu

Where the pretty people play,

hungry for power

to light their neon way

and give them things to do

Some rich men came and raped the land,

Nobody caught ’em

Put up a bunch of ugly boxes, and Jesus,

people bought ’em

And they called it paradise

The place to be

They watched the hazy sun, sinking in the sea

You can leave it all behind

and sail to Lahaina

just like the missionaries did, so many years ago

They even brought a neon sign:”Jesus is coming”

Brought the white man’s burden down

Brought the white man’s reign

Who will provide the grand design?

What is yours and what is mine?

‘Cause there is no more new frontier

We have got to make it here

We satifsy our endless needs and

justify our bloody deeds,

in the name of destiny and the name

of God

And you can see them there,

On Sunday morning

They call it paradise

I don’t know why

You call someplace paradise,

kiss it goodbye

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