vrijdag 16 maart 2012

Hotel Living-room.


So far the sofa offered her comfort to me today
Hearing the steering of wheels on the streets
meet and greet secretly.

My head lays on the red, soft grand foular,
the blue my sight is pulled towards is far
from where my head lays,
't seems these are holidays,
I'm having holidays

In Hotel Living-room.
In Hotel Living-room.

Look at these pedestrians!
Are those my fellow citizens?
See those ancient buildings!
A room with a view,
Hotel Living-room.

Remember your first night in that city: "I arrived!"
That night your bed was the center of the hype, oh, the hype!
Tired, too excited to let your eyes glide
into the deep beneath,
you wanna get high

and have a nice sight upon the sky
we believe we are underneath (but are we?).
And being aware in fact you are there,
down in that town of tombe and womb,
in Hotel Living-room.

In Hotel Living-room,
your Hotel Living-room
everything's turnin'!

As long as you pay your rent you can spend
every second as a native tourist

in your Hotel Living-room,
in Hotel Living-room,
a room with a view,
Hotel Living-room.



pepé: lettermenger.
[20may2005]

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