Whiskeyclone, Hotel City 1997 Lyrics

One more time
I was born in this hotel Washing dishes in the sink Magazines and free soda Trying hard not to think
Lay it on to the dawn Everything we done is wrong I'll be lonesome when I'm gone Lay it on to the dawn
She can talk to squirrels Coming' back from the convalescent home Staring' at sports cars, crying
Rattlesnake on the ceiling Gunpowder on my sleeve I will live here forever With the ocean and the bees
Lay it on to the dawn Everything we done is wrong I'll be lonesome when I'm gone Lay it on to the dawn
Lay it on to the dawn Lay it on to the dawn Lay it on to the dawn