Originally posted by @tom-wolsey
Ok I'll come over, but once the sandwiches run out I'll be leaving.
You can check out any time you like,
But you can never leave!
'On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of sandwiches, 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 he stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself
'This could be heaven or this could be Hell'
Then he offered a sandwich and Ghost showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say
Welcome to the Hotel Atheist,
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face.
Plenty of room at the Hotel Atheist,
Any time of year (any time of year) you can find it here...