ringing

Mirrors on the ceiling
Pink champagne on ice
She said:"We are all just prisoners here
Of our own device"

And in the master's chambers
They gather for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives
But they just can't kill the beast

Last thing I remember
I was running for the door
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before

"Relax" said the night man
"We are programed to receive.
You can check out any time you like
But you can never leave"


Keeps ringing in my head.