Mirrors on the ceiling / The pink champagne on ice And she said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device" And in the master's chambers / They ga

Mirrors on the ceiling / The pink champagne on ice And she said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device" And in the master's chambers / They gathered for the feast They stab it with their steely knives But they just can't kill the beast Last thing I remember / I was running for the door I had to find the passage back to the place I was before "Relax," said the night man / "We are programmed to receive You can check-out any time you like / But you can never leave!" https://music.amazon.com/albums/B00DAKW7Q2?trackAsin=B00DAKW848 https://music.amazon.com/albums/B00DAKW7Q2?trackAsin=B00DAKW...