Lyrics
The
Skyline Hotel
(©
2003 the matthew show)
The Skyline Hotel
Lets out its luggage
Waistbands and shopping bags
Split at both ends
They're boarding the big bus
Takes 'em all somewhere
Somewhere that doesn't look like hell
Or Hell's Kitchen
The Skyline Hotel
Sits over the train tracks
And next to the place where all
The stroller-pushers live
They've got a friend
In old Wood-Cane Charlie
Who stands in the middle of traffic
And flags the M50 bus in
The Empire State is red and green and
gold tonight
Something about a cause that someone thought was right
The Empire State, it casts a glow upon 10th Avenue as if it's part of
"Sleepless In Seattle" after all
But the Skyline Hotel
It watches the schoolkids
The gangsta wanna-be's
Their ho's, and Whitey, too
But he's boarding the big bus
Takes him off somewhere
Somewhere that doesn't look like hell
Or Hell's Kitchen
Yeah, Whitey's gettin' on that big bus
Gonna take him off somewhere
Somewhere that doesn't look like hell
Or Hell's Kitchen