This could be Heaven or this could be Hell Please bring me my wine Relax On a dark desert highway Cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas Rising up through the air Up ahead distance I saw shimmering light My head grew heavy and sight dim had to stop for night There she stood doorway heard mission bell And was thinking myself Then lit candle showed me way were voices down corridor thought them say Welcome Hotel California Such lovely place (such place) face Plenty room at Any time year (any year) You can find it here Her mind is Tiffany-twisted She got Mercedes Benz lot pretty pretty boys That calls friends How they dance courtyard Sweet summer sweat Some remember forget So called Captain He said 'We haven't that spirit Since 1969" still those are calling from far away Wake you middle Just hear They livin' What nice surprise (what surprise) Bring your alibis Mirrors on ceiling The pink champagne ice all just prisoners Of our own device" master's chambers gathered feast stab with their steely knives But can't kill beast Last thing remember Running door passage back To before said man "We programmed receive check out any like never leave"