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 he stood in the doorway
there I heard the mission bell
and I was thinking to myself
this could be heaven
or this could be hell
then he lit up a candle
and he showed me the way
I heard there were voices down the corridor
and 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
His mind is tiffany-twisted
he's got the mercedes bends
he's got a lot of pretty girls
that he calls his friends
how they dance in the courtyard
sweet summer sweat
some dance to remember
but then 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 ninety nine
and still those voices are calling
from far away
wake you up
in the middle of the night too
just hear them say
welcome to the hotel california
such a lovely place
such a lovely face
they living it up
at the hotel california
what a nice surprise
bring your alibis
mirrors on the ceiling
the pink champagne on ice
he said
we are all just prisoners here of
our own device
and in the master's chambers
they gathered four the feast
they stabbed it with their steely knives
but they just can't kill the beast
last thing I remember
I was running 4 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 you can never leave