They Might Be Giants - Hell Hotel текст песни

Salutations paint his karma, bend joints in fighting words

Got his mean streak from his mother, ha ha ha

Now love boats paint his liver, with eyes on the city lights

Collapsin on the upbeats or relaxin for the night

He steps into a crazy hotel, the desk clerk hands him soap-on-a-rope

What does he mean by this?

Bellhop takes his flashlight, takes john up to his room

Va-va-va-voom this is a sweet life, anthrax on the couch

Were here to entertain you, or have you seen this episode

Were the ancient order of robot dolls, were putting you at the controls

Well, well, well welcome to hell hotel

Well, well, well welcome to hell hotel

Sports cars and the gamblin, johns winning every night

Well theres certain smells john cant repel, but momma it cant be right

He bolts awake laughing, but no ones in his room

And the big boss man doesnt understand why john cant smile no more

Were here to make you happy, thats all that we are programmed for

But you say this pleasures a pain for you

Sebastian c. could tell you more

Well, well, well welcome to hell hotel

Well, well, well welcome to hell hotel