Motel Mood

Written By: Mike Viola
Mike Viola Involvement: Writer, Producer, Performer
 
 

This Song Appears On:

2015Play With Your Head OuttakesOuttakes
2014StageIt Show #26 - 2014-01-01 (Every Week #1)StageIt.com
2013Live at Joe's Pub - July 12, 2013Live Show Video
2013StageIt Show #21 - 04-11-2013Live Audio, StageIt.com
2012StageIt Show #9 - 09-26-2012Live Audio, StageIt.com
2012StageIt Show #2 - 08-08-2012Live Audio, StageIt.com
2012Lonely BoyFan Compilation Album
2011Chemical NightFan Compilation Album
2008Something SpecialDemos, Fan Compilation Album
2007Lurch Bonus 7-inchStudio Album
2003Play With Your OuttakesOuttakes
2001Live in San Francisco - April 7, 2001Live Audio
2000Live at the Bowery Ballroom (11-16-2000)Live Audio

 

Lyrics


New York City has all been done
It's stretched out like a cat, sleeping in the sun
We've gotta get away from this two-footed beast
Surfing these canyons with boards nailed to his feet

Hotels are for lovers who want to relive the first time
When they discover little soap as souvenirs, they wash the dreams out of their eyes
Motels are for lovers who don't want a home away from home
Just a place to leave something down at the side of the road

Audrey, put away your heart
Put away your heart...
C'mon angel, let's fly out of this room
I'm in a motel mood
C'mon baby, I'll give you something to lose
I'm in a motel mood

We'll sink quarters in the magic fingers 'till the old bed stalls
We'll play hide-the-maid beneath these wood-paneled walls
We'll let our tears fill the bathtub for the landlocked martyrs
Everything looks bigger underwater

Audrey, put away your heart
Put away your heart...
C'mon angel, let's fly out of this room
I'm in a motel mood
C'mon baby, we'll strap your wings to my shoes
I'm in a motel mood

If your momma was around she'd wash our mouths out with soap
And if my daddy was alive, he'd string us up by this rope
So pack up our playthings, collect our marbles
And leave the roadside flowers in these Listerine bottles

Audrey, put away your heart
Audrey, put away your heart
Put away your heart...
C'mon angel, let's fly out of this room
I'm in a motel mood
C'mon baby, we'll strap your wings to my shoes
I'm in a motel mood

I'm in a motel mood