"Motel Hell"  Parental Advisory genre: Glam
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	You have a fight with your ol' lady, and she kicks your ass out...where's a poor boy gonna go?
	Credits: (D. Meyer)...Guitar/Vocals- D. Meyer, Bass- Nico 'Nighttrain' Youngblood, Drums- Joe Pet
	Story Behind the Song It was 3 am, after I had played a show at the old Coney Island High in NYC...nothing much was going on, so I went back to my room at the St. Mark's Hotel across the street. If you've ever been to the St. Mark's, you know where this song is coming from! Back in the 70's, it was the biggest needle joint you've ever seen...it's a little tamer now, but you still see some real characters around. I had nothing better to do, so I grabbed my Les Paul guitar and started singin about what was all around me. This version was recorded during the sessions for the 'Temptress' CD that never came out... it took only an hour or two for the basic tracks, then another few hours for the guitar solo overdubs, vocals and such. To be honest, I wasn't crazy about our producer's mix of the song here, but it still kicks ass! No one could ruin it! Well maybe if Creed or Korn was singing it, they could.... ha ha ;) Lyrics Theres stains on the sheets and there aint no cable TV no pictures on the wall and theres no damn bible to read the window looks out onto one, two, three brick walls the phone might work if a hooker doesnt call the sluts on First street pass on by their special skills can make you die the living dead are here and now down in MOTEL HELL got a call from my baby and she asked if Id come home I said there aint no way and I slammed down the phone all she wanted me for was my graciousness and charm my pretty little honey who was corn fed on the farm Im a busy guy, I aint got time for lovey dovey lemon- lime I hear the neighbors getting loud down in MOTEL HELL well the morning came and she showed up at my door she said shag me baby and threw me on the floor I got her in and out, missionary, 69 she was moanin and groanin but the pleasure was all mine I thought I might try going home I figured out Im best alone forget that stuff that I once vowed down in MOTEL HELL (c)1996 David P. Meyer. Reprinted with permission.

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