A Hundred Hotel Rooms

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A hundred hotel rooms

A hundred hotel rooms
Are already tarnished;
Blood on our clothes,
Hand-smears on the windows,
And what shall we see today darling?
What shall we see today darling?

A hundred hotel rooms hide
Our darkest secrets,
And in the reception you
Danced me a grave.
“Well being with you
I must be such a fool,”
I slept through the cab-ride,
But still heard you say.

A hundred hotel rooms
Are already tarnished;
Blood on our clothes,
Hand-smears on the windows,
And what shall we see today darling?
What shall we see today darling?

Old England is dying
The drunkard kept screaming,
And the Jesus freaks
Kept their beat,
Saying how the world
Would be ending so soon;
They’d be winching away the sun
And the moon
Into darkness;
Into darkness.

A hundred hotel rooms
Are already tarnished;
Blood on our clothes,
Hand-smears on the windows,
And what shall we see today darling?
What shall we see today darling?

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from Hungry Ghosts, released April 27, 2012

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