Hotel California
Steelasophical Lyrics


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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 she 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 she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face.
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (any time of year) you can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she 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 nineteen sixty-nine'
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 California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face.
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise), bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she 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!'

Overall Meaning

The first two lines of the song set the scene: the singer is driving on a dark desert highway, with the wind in their hair and the smell of colitas ("little tails," a slang term for buds of the cannabis plant) in the air. They see a light in the distance, and as they approach, they become increasingly tired and disoriented. The next few lines describe the Hotel California itself, with a woman (presumably an employee or resident) standing in the doorway and a mission bell ringing in the background. The singer is not sure if they are in heaven or hell, but the woman shows them to a room, where they hear strange noises down the hall.


Line by Line Meaning

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
As I drove through the desert at night, the wind was cool and refreshing on my hair.


Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
I could smell the sweet scent of marijuana wafting through the air.


Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
There was a light in the distance that caught my attention.


My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I was feeling tired and my vision started to blur.


I had to stop for the night.
I realized that I needed to rest for the night.


There she stood in the doorway;
When I arrived at the hotel, I saw a woman standing in the doorway.


I heard the mission bell
I heard the sound of a church bell ringing in the distance.


And I was thinking to myself
I was silently musing over the situation at hand.


'This could be heaven or this could be Hell'
I wondered if staying at the hotel was going to be a good or bad experience.


Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
The woman in the doorway lit a candle and guided me to my room.


There were voices down the corridor,
I heard sounds coming from the hallway.


I thought I heard them say
I had a feeling that the voices were directed at me.


Welcome to the Hotel California
I had arrived at the hotel, known as Hotel California.


Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
It seemed like a beautiful hotel with luxurious amenities.


Such a lovely face.
The woman who greeted me had a beautiful face.


Plenty of room at the Hotel California
The hotel had plenty of space and rooms available.


Any time of year (any time of year) you can find it here
The hotel was open year-round and available to anyone who wished to stay.


Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
The woman who greeted me was sophisticated and drove a fancy Mercedes car.


She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
The woman knew a lot of attractive men, whom she considered friends.


How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat
I could hear people dancing and enjoying themselves in the hotel courtyard in the warm summer night.


Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
Some people were dancing to remember fond memories, while others were dancing to forget bad ones.


So I called up the Captain,
I called on the hotel staff for assistance.


'Please bring me my wine'
I asked for a drink of wine.


He said, 'we haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty-nine'
I was told that the hotel hadn't stocked that particular drink since the 1960s.


And still those voices are calling from far away,
I could still hear voices in the distance, even as I tried to fall asleep.


Wake you up in the middle of the night
The voices were disturbing and could wake me up in the middle of the night.


Just to hear them say"
These unknown and mysterious voices were irksome.


Mirrors on the ceiling,
The hotel room I stayed in had mirrors on the ceiling.


The pink champagne on ice
There was a bottle of pink champagne in a bucket of ice, waiting for me.


And she said, 'we are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
The woman from earlier stated that we were all held captive at the hotel by our own choices.


And in the master's chambers,
In another part of the hotel, there was a room reserved for high-ranking guests.


They gathered for the feast
A group of people were meeting for an extravagant meal.


They stab it with their steely knives,
As they ate, they used sharp and strong knives to cut the food.


But they just can't kill the beast
Despite their efforts, they were unable to finish the meal they had started.


Last thing I remember, I was
The last thing I can clearly recall was


Running for the door
I was rushing to exit the hotel as fast as I could.


I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
I had to locate the route back to my previous location before coming to the hotel.


'Relax' said the night man,
The hotel employee reassured me to calm down.


'We are programmed to receive.
The staff at the hotel were trained to handle all kinds of situations.


You can check out any time you like,
I was free to leave the hotel whenever I wanted.


But you can never leave!'
The hotel had a strange grip on me, and it felt like I could never truly escape.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Glenn Lewis Frey, Don Felder, Donald Hugh Henley

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