Lyrics:
Oh good heavens, baby where's my medicine?
I must have left it outside with my etiquette
The undertaker's rule of thumb
It's hard to talk with
Oh good heavens, baby where's my medicine?
I must have left it outside with my etiquette
The undertaker's rule of thumb
It's hard to talk with
I wandered to L.A.
Wandered to L.A.
True story
I wandered to L.A. hopin' to explore
Little did I know, I'd find a little more
Love at my hotel
ain't the Chelsea Hotel, we're modern idiots"
And who's gonna hold you like me?
Nobody
No-fucking-body
Nobody
You smoked, then ate seven bars
crap we used to sell? '
Now I'm in hot-plate heaven,
At the green hotel
Republicans is fine,
If you're a multi-millionaire
Democrats is fair,
If all you
ain't the Chelsea Hotel, we're modern idiots"
And who's gonna hold you like me?
Nobody
Nobody
Nobody
You smoked, then ate seven bars of chocolate
can just keep it
If you must beg, it's better instead
You must follow the etiquette
Fake, fake, fake, fake
You know when it rains you're in your bed
Blue hotel
On a lonely highway
Blue hotel
Life don't work out my way
Blue hotel
On a lonely highway
Blue hotel
Life don't work out my way
I
Blue Hotel, on a lonely highway,
Blue Hotel, life don't work out my way.
Blue Hotel, on a lonely highway,
Blue Hotel, life don't work out my
P!
Real artists
Fake artists
Hot artists
Wack artists
Hard artists
Soft artists
I'm addressing all artists
I'm a prisoner, a slave to this
feeling
Like I'm lost in space
I’ma kill it like an artist with a can of acrylic
On top a canvas with a candid addiction
For crushing critics
I’ma feel it
sing this now (oh, oh)
See, I'm true, my songs are where my heart is
I'm like glue, I stick to other artists
I'm not you, now that would be
up to my face
And said this is the place
You said meet you right here at noon
This is heartbreak hotel
Welcome to heartbreak hotel
So this is
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger)
All this clout shit, you chasin' that, Balenciaga, space cadet
I don't even fuck with niggas, I'd just rather
the North Strand
And on, and towards the sea
He said he was an artist
But he really painted billboards
In large capital letters
Large capital letters
can just keep it
If you must beg, it's better instead
You must follow the etiquette
Fake, fake, fake, fake
You know when it rains you're in your bed
you right in to space. without any warning
Don't know if its morning, night-time, winter or spring
What's the difference: Ring-a-ding ding,
Look at earth from outer space
Everyone must find a place
Give me time and give me space
Give me real don't give me fake
Give me strength reserve
I begin, coming from within, don't nobody win
Gotta medicate my etiquette they call me wrath of sin
I begin, coming from within, don't nobody win
I begin, coming from within, don't nobody win
Gotta medicate my etiquette they call me wrath of sin
I begin, coming from within, don't nobody win
space face close to mine, love
Freak out in a moonage daydream, oh yeah
Don't fake it, baby, lay the real thing on me
The church of man, love, is
So ya
Thought ya
Might like to
Go to the show
To feel the warm thrill of confusion
That space cadet glow
I've got some bad news for you,
space face close to mine, love
Freak out in a moonage daydream, oh yeah
Don't fake it, baby, lay the real thing on me
The church of man, love, is
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