[Verse 1]
A hundred ton train crawls on the rails
The rails scream like a mother screaming at her sons
Because the clock of history is pointing at the hour of death now
Could anyone stop the tracks from grunting?
I see that compartment through the window
A gentleman that looks like he's been here for four winters
Cold gaze, thick beard, bear's fangs underneath it
By the way I'm Filip Szcześniak, in case you didn't know
And next time I'll try to take a flight instead
No idea why I'm being punished again
The guy keeps looking at me as if he wants to become acquaintances
Worn out tweed and a shirt that's like an old oilcloth
Quickly studies me, I'm certain he'll start talking soon
He'll ask about my condition and religion, what my dad does
And what do I do, but suddenly a horrible noise erupts
The door opens - "Cola, beer, snacks, coffee, tea!"
He has an awful face and an arrogant tone
I'd rather buy frost from Siberia than anything from him
Passenger swiftly stands up, crosses the Rubicon
Calmly fixes his tie and says "Get out!"
I notice the cold marble of his eye
Dark thoughts want to wake up inside his skull now
He has hidden desires, nothing he'd show
I can see that he wants a huge house full of other people's wives
[Chorus]
I want a huge house full of other people's wives, you hear me?
I'll only tell you openly that I like diving into the numbers
Some people like the uproar, some want silence
Whole house made of marble, whole house made of marble
Dark thoughts sleep upstairs again
[Verse 2]
Veins in the color of lamb's blood
Seems like he's my age but it's as if he's seen more
As if he's climbed the steep mountains of life more bravely
Never used technology, handwrote everything
Doesn't wear windbreakers to use a treadmill
Because his whole life he's been either running away or chasing someone
Suddenly I notice him gawking at me from under that thick eyebrow
Either start smiling or stop staring
I type the code 4822
Six missed calls from Jedynak1
Jedynak is planning Taco's concerts
Voicemail, I hear "Felipe we're gonna have a problem"
And I ran away because I'm tired of the rap-game
If I stayed few more moments someone would've had to put me into a straitjacket
I'm too old now to be fighting for world's approval
I want to burn all of my work before I die like Kafka
Everything tires and surprises me
I always felt like I could disappear at any moment
Now I can feel that I won't go back to those singles soon
Cancel the tour Janek1, Fifi disappeared
I look at my neighbor, I think he's asleep
I feel that you're curious about where I'm going
I love WWA2 but it's getting a bit cramped there
I hear those voices again as the train enters Tricity3
[Chorus]
I want a huge house full of other people's wives, you hear me?
I'll only tell you openly that I like diving into the numbers
Some people like the uproar, some want silence
Whole house made of marble, whole house made of marble
Dark thoughts sleep upstairs again
[Verse 3]
I open the window and take in the call of the sea
Fresh air, big world, water wilderness
It's just a tiny me against the vastness of skies
And young boys who stuff white4 into their nostrils
Getting pinker like a rotisserie pig
They're hopeful that their future wife won't believe in god
Even though life is a bad dream, sometimes even a nightmare
I don't want to wake up - how could you ever say that?
I won't seek adventure
I want to live in a hotel, go to a beach sometimes at most
Write an album, drink tea and feel like and old man
Because I want to rest before I end up like this passenger
Who disappeared, that's a shame, I had a plan
I was going to ask him if we've met before
I haven't slept much those last days in Warsaw, that's true
Am I hallucinating or was I riding in this compartment alone
Impossible... That'd be an amazing trick
Am I having delusions because I turned into a drunkard?
Tough business, I'll talk about it later
Because now I'm getting out of the train and walking the Polish fjords
Dark and muggy sky, like a strong Porter5
Straining my eyes I notice a quite large hotel
Huge hall, inside it I find a simple chair
Huge mustache appears, and behind it an overnight receptionist
[Bridge: Taco Hemingway & Rumak]
- Mr. Szcześniak, good evening, we've been waiting for you. We registered you to the room 515
- I haven't made any reservation...
- Please, this way to the elevator. Of course we're well aware that there's plenty of work ahead of you, nonetheless we encourage you to take part in the life of our hotel. In a few days there will be a dance party, the presence is mandatory
- I don't know, we'll see... Do you have a charger for this type of pho...
- No. We encourage our guests to not use any technology
- Great
- Voilà. Your room, sir. And here's the key, and the welcoming video. Goodnight and good luck
[Verse 4]
You deserve an ending verse
Passenger is stuck in my head, what a ghastly character
A stranger looks at me from the mirror
The better and worse side of me
He enjoys the nighttime atmosphere
Red light flashing, could it be voicemail?
Is it some awful Job's news?
Who's found me in here, who wishes for a talk in the middle of night?
[Outro]
I want a huge house full of other people's wives, you hear me....
[Witaj w Hotelu Marmur]
And so you've found yourself at Hotel Marble
Enjoy the sun and iodized air
Bask in the rustle of trees, the gurgle of the sea
And the unbelievable scream of local birds, oh quiet you!
Are you bothered with the evening melancholy?
Proceed to the banquet hall and meet with other visitors
Don't do anything foolish, Filip, you're supposed to be resting here!
Rich offer of alcohol and meals
Uncommon architecture
Lack of the distracting technology
Mandatory psychotherapy, dance lessons
Not doing anything foolish
Exquisite evenings with exquisite guests
Welcome to Hotel Marble
1. a. b. Jan Porębski, part of a DJ dio "Flirtini"2. Warsaw3. Polish Tricity is the general area around Gdańsk, Gdynia and Sopot4. Cocaine5. Type of beer