Welcome To The Hotel Coachella

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There he stood in the doorway
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself
"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell"
Then he lit up a candle
And he showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor
I thought I heard them say
"Welcome to the Hotel Coachella
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel Coachella
Any time of year (any time of year)
You can find it here"
His mind is Tiffany-twisted, he got the Mercedes-Benz, uh
He got a lot of pretty, pretty girls he calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain, "Please bring me my wine"
He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since 1969"
And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say
"Welcome to the Hotel Coachella
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel Coachella
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis"
Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice
And he said, "We are all just prisoners here of our own device"
And in the master's chambers they gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't 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 check out any time you like, but you can never leave"