Old Hotel

I can see my old hotel

Down amongst the smells

I'm up above that ancient city river

It's filtered by my lousy liver

It's filtered by my wilted lily liver

I can see my old hotel

It ain't even a hotel

5 a.m. there came some sleet or hail

It was signal taps on the brave window

Solemn taps on the wavy window

I can see my old hotel

Hear those old touristy bells

Soon I'll be down the hill shopping

Giddy like a tipsy Mary Poppins

Giddy like a tipsy Mary Poppins

I can see my old hotel

It ain't even a hotel

I'm scheduled to ride the rails

If I wished to stay on this tower

Things would derange given just another hour

Things would derange given just another hour

Things would derange given just another hour

Things would derange given just another hour

Things would derange given just another hour

Things would derange given just another hour

Things would derange given just another hour