Eagles - Hotel California

On a dark desert highway Cool wind in my hair The 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 Theres plenty of room at the Hotel California Any time of year, you can find it here Her mind is definitely twisted Shes got her Mercedes Benz Shes got a lotta 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 havent had that spirit here since 1969" And still those voices theyre 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 Theyre livin it up at the Hotel California What a nice surprise, bring your alibis Mirrors on the ceilling, the pink champaign on ice And she said "We are all just prisoners here of our own device" In the masters chambers theyre gathered for the feast They stab it with their steely knifes but they just cant kill the beast Last thing I remember, I was runnin for the door I had to find the passage back to the place I was before "Good night" said the night man "We are programmed to receive You can check out anyytime you like, but you can never leave