Hell Hotel Lyrics - They Might Be Giants

Salutations paint his karma, Bend joints in fighting words 

Got his mean streak from his mother, ha ha ha 

Now Love Boats paint his liver, with eyes on the city lights 

Collapsin' on the upbeats or relaxin' for the night 

He steps into a crazy hotel, the desk clerk hands him soap-on-a-rope 

What does he mean by this? 

Bellhop takes his flashlight, takes John up to his room 

Va-va-va-voom this is a sweet life, Anthrax on the couch 

We're here to entertain you, or have you seen this episode 

We're the ancient order of robot dolls, we're putting you at the controls 

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Well, well, well welcome to Hell Hotel 

Well, well, well welcome to Hell Hotel 

Sports cars and the gamblin', John's winning every night 

Well there's certain smells John can't repel, but Momma it can't be right 

He bolts awake laughing, but no one's in his room 

And the big boss man doesn't understand why John can't smile no more 

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We're here to make you happy, that's all that we are programmed for 

But you say this pleasure's a pain for you 

Sebastian C. could tell you more 

Well, well, well welcome to Hell Hotel 

Well, well, well welcome to Hell Hotel