A Hotel Song

I’d always wondered why
The Gideons provide
A bible in hotels

Until I realised
The loneliness of life’s
A business in itself

So you sing your drunken hymns
You let it out to let it in
Do you feel God
Do you feel God
Or just the air from the machine?

The television is watching me
I was a born entertainer, you see
You should’ve seen me at seventeen
But look at me now

I was a lover
And then I wasn’t
It’s hard to feel alright

Is it convincing
Or something missing
That makes me see the light?
Now I sing my dull amens
The adult life’s to make amends
Do you believe you’re God in jeans
Or were you once just seventeen?

The television is watching me
I was a born entertainer, you see
You should’ve seen me at seventeen
But look at me now

‘I’m fine, leave me alone’
Goes the story of a million men now
‘I’m fine, leave me alone’
Goes the song of a million men now
I’m fine, I’m fine

The television is watching me
I was a born entertainer, you see
You should’ve seen me at seventeen
But look at me now