Lyrics Hotel Expressionism - The Streets
The
fine
art
of
hotel
expressionism
Pen
a
sentiment
with
the
kettle
and
condiments
Compose
your
mood
using
the
soap
hanging
chute(?)
The
minibar
can
be
part
of
the
art
In
the
early
hours
of
a
blurry
hotel
you
need
guests
of
(?)
My
word
is
word
if
we
earn
success
in
hotel
expressionism
stay
away
from
(?)
hotels
so
when
wrecked
there's
no
victim
I've
been
ejected
from
hotels
that
then
when
i'm
checking
in
will
swear
to
be
with
them
(swearin')
Man,
i'm
not
some
crank
vandal
swinging
the
TV
about
at
random
Attacks
to
the
lampstand
for
a
(?)
is
the
art
of
action
prove
(?)
Tediously
mischief
from
(?)
is
why
we
hide
from
enemy
pages
Throwing
the
TV
out
the
window
mate
is
nothing
clear
of
weak
cliches
It's
vandalism
and
expressionism
is
keendly
disasociated
I'm
talking
incontrovertible
(talking?)
The
fine
art
of
hotel
expressionism
Pen
a
sentiment
with
the
kettle
and
condiments
Compose
your
mood
using
the
soap
hanging
chute(?)
The
minibar
can
be
part
of
the
art
From
the
(?)
of
the
minibar
brandy
and
lambs
see(?)
You
have
a
brandy
(?)
sweet
boozy
steam
moves
freely
and
is
in
no
manner
mindless
fun
Express
yourself
in
anyway
say
anything
you
may
and
anyway
that
man
(?)
That's
f**kin
(?)
f**kin
cunt
the
f**kin
damage
is
a
minor...
f**ker
But
louts
harassin
is
f**kin
drole
spellin
through
the
death
of
rock
and
roll
Rap
and
roll
are
separate
to
some
acid
trip
cus
rock
and
roll
is
f**kin
old
The
group
of
girls
your
so
in
on
have
to
be
on
there
oh
there
and
piss
But
you
have
a
problem
with
the
man
there
with
he's
a
dealer
but
there's
a
rift(?)
You
need
to
get
infront
jump
up
on
his
own
shit
take
his
gear
he
disappears
Leave
him
there
his
hand
in
a
bucket
of
water
gaffer
taped
to
a
chair
in
a
lift
The
fine
art
of
hotel
expressionism
Pen
a
sentiment
with
the
kettle
and
condiments
Compose
your
mood
using
the
soap
hanging
chute(?)
The
minibar
can
be
part
of
the
art
I'll
tell
you
Expressionism
is
his
own
form
of
art
Because
with
normal
art
someone
usually
the
artist
they
pour
out
their
heart
But
it's
worth
is
decided
by
committin
and
has
to
obey
the
law
and
sharks
I
tell
expressionists
walk
out
the
lift
mind
checkin'
out
pay
for
their
art
Real
art
should
be
nothing
but
love
shouldn't
be
about
the
money
or
fashion
I
make
these
crap
rap
rhythms
to
pay
the
hotel
bills
that
fund
my
packet(?)
The
fine
art
of
hotel
expressionism
Pen
a
sentiment
with
the
kettle
and
condiments
Compose
your
mood
using
the
soap
hanging
chute(?)
The
minibar
can
be
part
of
the
art
It's
tedious
the
mischief
from
(?)
is
why
we
hide
from
enemy
pages
Throwing
the
TV
out
the
window
mate
is
nothing
clear
of
weak
cliche
It's
vandalism
an
expressionismists
keenly
disassociate
to
I'm
talking
incontrovertibles,
structural
damage,
human
injury...
well
mayhem
basically
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