Ukulele Death Squad - Hurricane

There's a hurricane in the hotel, the porters lost my luggage
There's a lecture in the lobby that makes us all feel rubbish
The consierge is coked up, he's a mouthy chatter box
All the ghosts of Hollywood are at the bar where the drinking never stops
There will be wine there'll be beer there'll be shots
Wipe the mirrors clean there'll be dust
Waltz's in the moonlight with hands we cannot grasp
The ghosts of Hollywood are at the bar where the drinking never stops

There's a broom closet on the 14th floor where the medication is kept
But it's done on the 13th where the dead bodies are swept
They never really sleep, they never really died
It's a swingers party from hell, they'll be howling through the night

There'll be wine there will be beer there will be sex
They'll collect all the juices from the dead
It's a rodeo of love it's a bucking bull of lust
The ghosts of Hollywood are at the bar hungry for their lunch

There's a hurricane in the hotel, the porters lost my luggage
There's a lecture in the lobby that makes us all feel rubbish
The concierge is coked up, he's a mouthy chatter box
All the ghosts of Hollywood are at the bar where the drinking never stops
There will be wine there'll be beer there'll be shots
Wipe the mirrors clean there'll be dust
Dance in the pale moonlight with hands we cannot grasp
The ghosts of Hollywood are at the bar where the drinking never stops

Written by:
Benjamin Roberts

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