HOTEL NEVER
© Electric Babylon Music Author: M.M.
The people in the next room are a world away, but I can still hear
everything they say, I’m paid up thru the summer I’d hate to leave, radio
says one thing t.v. another I don’t know what to believe.
The people in the next room are getting on my nerves, but every tenant
gets just what he deserves, I stare out the window out where the airport
used to be, not a figure makes sense except upon poetry.
The people in the next room I don’t wish them any harm, but just to get
rid of ‘em for a little while I punched the fire alarm, her letters ask when
will I be coming home, a BMW rolls by I admire the chrome.
The people in the next room don’t realize who I am, but I could paint
them into a hell of a jam, the room service is good but I don’t use it
much, it’s that tip you have to give and the bell boys grateful touch.
The people in the next room don’t even know I’m in here, they don’t
understand midnight and that bottomless fear, the way this room is
decorated it’s really not me at all, I don’t know which escort service I
should call.
The people in the next room are just a wall away, but they still can’t seem
to hear anything I say, tonight I study unborn and revise my doom, I’ll
just have to learn to live with the people in the next room.
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