Billy Bragg - Hot Rod Hotel Lyrics
Im a porter and a night clerk at the old hot rod hotelI clean and scrub the lobby down and thirty one rooms as wellI wax and shine their boots and shoes, I brush down their crinkeldy clothesI meet the buses and the trains and show you to your doorBell bottom pants brought two boys in at six fourteen last nightTwo girls checked in at ten otwo and I flipped on their lightThe lamrods wife looks in their doors and finds one terrible sightThose boys and girls got bawled up in their doors and rooms last nightA bloody flood could never messed these rooms up any worseIt looked like moe had used this room to grease and breed a horseOld gum and hairs and sticky rags, old bottles on the floorsGobs of spit and condom rubbers on the windows, walls and doorsThe lammy tried to make me clean up the crappy messOr else hed fire me off my job and let me starve to deathI laid aside my polish rag and downed my dusting panAnd Ive not seen the old hot rod nor that old town since thenWords: woody guthrie (1949) - music: billy bragg (1996)Jay bennett: farfisa organ, mandolin, electric guitarBilly bragg: acoustic guitar, vocalsKen coomer: drumsJohn stirratt: electric bassJeff tweedy: acoustic guitar
