Hotel Wikipedia
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"Hotel Wikipedia" is the beloved official theme song for wikipediholics regardless of musical preference, and was released as a single in the spring of 2004.[citation needed] Based on the Eagles' 1976 song "Hotel California", it is one of the best-known songs of the wiki-oriented rock era.
Lyrics
[edit]- On a dark office evening,
- Sat down in my chair.
- Sharp smell of stale coffee
- Circling round in the air.
- Suddenly on the webpage
- There came a flickering light.
- My head grew heavy, and my sight grew dim;
- I had to stop for the night.
- There it was in the link list:
- "Edit page; you'll do well"
- And I was thinking to myself:
- This could be Heaven or this could be Hell!
- Then it lit up the quickbar,
- And it showed me the way.
- There were pages begging for clean-up;
- I thought I heard them say:
- Welcome to the Hotel Wikipedia
- Such a lovely place
- So much empty space
- Plenty of work at the Hotel Wikipedia
- Any time of year
- You can find us here...
- Its structure's maze-passage twisted;
- No one knows where it ends.
- It's got a lot of money mirror sites,
- That it calls friends.
- And in the dance of the pages
- Editors sweat -
- Some change to remember,
- Some change to forget.
- So I chose Contributions,
- Tell me, what have I done?
- And it said:
- This is all that you've been good for, here,
- since two thousand and one.
- And still those pages beg changes
- From far away,
- Keep you up in the middle of the night
- Just to hear them say...
- Welcome to the Hotel Wikipedia
- Such a lovely place
- So much empty space
- They're typing it in at the Hotel Wikipedia
- Things that you can do—
- Revert vandals, too—
- Many links in the Portal
- Disambigs won't suffice
- And users said,
- We are all just prisoners here
- Of our own device.
- And in the Most Requested
- The list of pages increased;
- They edit with their steely knives,
- But they just can't kill the beast.
- Last thing I remember,
- I couldn't take any more.
- I had to find the passage back
- to the life I had before.
- Relax, said the Rambot,
- We are programmed to receive.
- You can log out any time you like
- But you can never leave.