| Wake up boys, we’re in the dump again
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| Can’t get a taxi, it’s bucketing rain
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| Heading downtown with nothing in my brain
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| Trying to catch my breath
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| Tired legume in a smoke-filled room
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| The high school guys are making noise outside
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| Walking the hall with my shoes untied
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| Dying to catch my death
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| And now it’s Pekoe tea
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| With a reflection of me
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| My only company
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| As far as I can see
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| We’re doing this the hardest way
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| Back at the Hotel Majestic
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| Same time every day
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| Hey hey
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| Watch what you wish for, maybe wish too much?
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| You’ll wake up in Westmoreland doubling Dutch
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| Aware of the uproar but numb to the touch
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| Sifting through bad poetry
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| A sweet disorder never served me as well
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| As a tape recorder and a worn-out Dell
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| Time to reorder, man I feel like hell
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| I wonder what’s on TV
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| And now it’s Pekoe tea
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| With a reflection of me
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| My only company
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| As far as I can see
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| We’re doing this the hardest way
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| Stuck in the Hotel Majestic
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| Six nights, seven days
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| I wake up around two o’clock
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| Scrape off my eyelids and' search for my socks
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| Holy shit, I’m late
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| Now it’s knock knock knock
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| Let’s go
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| We’re doing this the hardest way
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| Doing this the hardest way
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| Rocking the Hotel Majestic
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| I hope you enjoyed your stay
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| Hey hey |