California

Welcome to the hotel california

Such a lovely place

Such a lovely face

They livin it up at the hotel california

What a nice surprise, bring your alibis.

Mirrors on the ceiling,

The pink champagne on ice.

And she said, we are all just prisoners here

Of our own device.

And in the masters chambers,

They gathered for the feast.

The stab it with their steely knives,

But they just cant kill the beast.

Last thing I remember, I was

Running for 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 checkout any time you like,

But you can never leave!

from "Hotel California" / Eagles

"California", 1955 / Elliott Erwitt