Hotel Hobbies lyrics

Artist  : Fish 
Song : Hotel Hobbies



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 Hotel hobbies padding dawns hollow corridors

Bell boys checking out the hookers in the
bar

Slug-like fingers trace the
star-spangled clouds of cocaine on the mirror

The short straw took it's bow



The
tell tale tocking of the last cigarette

Marking time in the packet as the whisky
sweat

Lies like discarded armour on an
unmade bed

And a familiar craving is
crawling in his head



And the only
sign of life is the ticking of the pen

Introducing characters to memories like old
friends

Frantic as a cardiograph scratching
out the lines

A fever of confession a
catalogue of crime in happy hour

Do you cry
in happy hour, do you hide in happy hour,

The pilgrimage to happy hour



New
shadows tugging at the corner of his eye

Jostling for attention as the sunlight
flares

Through a curtains tear, shuffling
it's beams

As if in nervous anticipation of
another day