Right at the corner of Vortex Street
And Enigma Avenue
Squatters blew up the Utopia Suite
So we’re booked in room Catch-22
Now is tomorrow with a backspin twist
And you’d better believe nothing unreal exists
Oh, I swear we’re halfway there
Down roundabout halls and endless stairs
Got to think around the box
To navigate this place
No vacancy in the Hotel Paradox
But we never run out of space
And we’re halfway there
Always halfway
Halfway there
The front desk has already checked out
The pool full of atmosphere
The marquee is powered by doubt
For if you knew, you wouldn’t be here
If you have to ask, the answer is know
‘Cause we ran out of answers ages ago
Oh, I swear we’re halfway there
Down roundabout halls and endless stairs
Got to think around the box
To navigate this place
No vacancy in the Hotel Paradox
But we never run out of space
And we’re halfway there
Always halfway
Halfway there
The time has come, the walrus said
To vacuum the upstairs ceiling
Time to lie in an unmade bed
And watch the paint a-peelin’
Well, nobody asked if you wanted to be
So free will’s an illusion if you ask me
Oh, I swear we’re halfway there
Down roundabout halls and endless stairs
Got to think around the box
To navigate this place
No vacancy in the Hotel Paradox
But we never run out of space
And we’re halfway there
Always halfway
Halfway there