Budget Hostel Prague

On a dark desert highway
Cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas
Rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance
I saw shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night

There she stood in the doorway
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself
"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell"
Then she lit up a candle
And she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor
I thought, I heard them say:

Welcome to the Hostel Budget
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hostel Budget
One time of year
You can find it here.

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