Giant Sand - Hood (View from a Heidelberg Hotel) lyrics

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Giant Sand - Hood (View from a Heidelberg Hotel) lyrics

The way I'm feeling about the brotherhood Has got my feeling down And up to no good How I feel about the brotherhood Has got my feeling down and up To no good Well I shoved a mirror under the door Just to show I don't want my room cleaned up anymore I poured me cranberry juice there on the floor Letting it flow on a mirror under the door It's just reflecting the feeling There's something less appealing When brothers are not Brothers anymore Feeling about the brotherhood has got me down and up To no good The maids at this hotel Mostly can't pronounce its name I know they harbored young wicked desires Though with this hour of of the morning them flowers are tame Uniforms attempt to uniform but their name tags persuade you they're not all the same And you wish you could be out of their head in your bed going going o'er how they came All this talk about the brotherhood has got me feeling down and up To no good It's only reflecting the feeling Of something less appealing When sisters are not Sisters don't want her Now on the box the singer's got his hands full And it's leaking to this room He says he cannot say so for now He'll just shut up and croon He'll always be a woman He'll want to make love to Way too soon And blame it on the blood On the bottom of the barrel or on the moon Before you get to call him a liar His ideas take said seat in your head And then full bloom They predict there's time enough for dread Later on in the eternal doom The way I'm feeling about the brotherhood Has got my feeling down And up to no good Meanwhile a mirror full of cranberry Was apparently a hit There's a crowd outside the door Murmuring and reflecting on it I would crawl out of the window If I thought I couldn't handle it But I'm sure there's something else on the television set That I haven't channeled yet So I'll let them ponder on my art And maybe focus on the way Someday we will have met With the crimson on the mirror under the door All sticky and wet Feeling about the brotherhood has got me down and up To no good Feeling about the brotherhood has even got me sitting here Singing like Gordon Lightfoot