Hostel Iijnm

for shilpa krishnan on her birthday, from dielle and i.

Tuesday, September 4, 2007

Hotel IIJNM....(Happy Birthday, Shilpa!!)
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 dimI had to stop for the night.

There she stood in the doorway, I heard the mission bell.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 Hostel IIJNMSuch a lovely place (such a lovely place)Many a room at the Hostel IIJNM, Any time of year (any time of year)You can find us here.

Her mind is differently twisted, she got no Mercedes Benz.She got just one pretty boy, who's her special friend.How they dance in the courtyard, sweet Mallu sweat.Some dance to remember, some dance to forget.So I call Mr. Noel. I said, "please bring me my wine."He said, " We don't allow that spirit here since 1999."But still those voices are calling from far away.Wake you up in the middle of the night, just to hear us say.

Welcome to the Hostel IIJNMSuch a lovely place (such a lovely place)Many a room at the Hostel IIJNMAny time of year (any time of year)You can find us here.

Stars on the ceiling. Large khodez, no ice.And she said, "We are all just prisoners here,Of Kanchan's devise."And in Abraham's chambers, where they gathered for the feast.Stab it with their steely knives,But they just cant kill the beast.Last thing I remember, I was running for the door.Had to find the passage back to the place I was before."Relax," said the nightman, "We are programmed to receive.You can check out any time you like.But you can never leave."