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the meaning of this song is about the great cataclysm
On a dark desert street, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of smoke, 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 Afterlife or this could be void"
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 Tavern golden willow
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the tavern golden willow
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 she calls friends
How they fight in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some fight to remember, some fight to forget
So I called up the Captain,
"Please bring me my wine"
He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since 5 ac"
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 tavern golden willow
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the tavern golden willow
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 bartender,
"We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave! "
On a dark desert street, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of smoke, 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 Afterlife or this could be void"
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 Tavern golden willow
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the tavern golden willow
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 she calls friends
How they fight in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some fight to remember, some fight to forget
So I called up the Captain,
"Please bring me my wine"
He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since 5 ac"
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 tavern golden willow
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the tavern golden willow
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 bartender,
"We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave! "
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