well I'll start one then...

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, 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 heaven or this could be hell

[bagsy me the never ending guitar riff at the end! bad song to start humming, you won't stop all day....]

Then she lit up a candle, and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say

To Begin Whipping Dance of the Dead
Blackened Is the End
To Begin Whipping Dance of the Dead
Color Our World Blackened

^^^^^ ??

Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the hotel california
Any time of year, you can find it here

And you can pay some tax
and some other tax
tum tee tum tee tiddly tum!

Oh damn - that's not right!... I know let's put a tax on sing-alongs!

Bustering of earth
Terminate its worth
Deadly nicotine
Kills what might have been