Living in kerala has its own advantages, like discovering this crazy adaptation of the classic 'Hotel California '. Thanks Murali!
If you like to sing along, then here are the lyrics.
On the road to Trivandrum Coconut oil in my hair Warm smell of avial Rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance I saw a bright pink tube-light My tummy rumbled, I felt weak and thin I had to stop for a bite There he stood in the doorway Flicked his mundu in style And I was thinking to myself I don’t like the look of his sinister smile Then he lit up a petromax Muttering “No power today” More Mallus down the corridor I thought I heard them say Welcome to the Hotel Kerala-fonia Such a lousy place, Such a lousy place (background) Such a sad disgrace, Plenty of bugs at the Hotel Kerala-fonia Any time of year Any time of year (background) It’s infested here It’s infested here His finger’s stuck up his nostril He’s got a big, thick mustache He makes an ugly, ugly noise But that’s just his laugh Buxom girls clad in pavada Eating banana chips Some roll their eyes, and Some roll their hips I said to the manager My room’s full of mice He said, Don’t worry, saar,I sending you meen karri, brandy and ice And still those voices were crying from far away Wake you up in the middle of the night Just to hear them pray Save us from the Hotel Kerala-fonia Such a lousy place, Such a lousy place (background) Such a sad disgrace Trying to live at the Hotel Kerala-fonia It is no surprise It is no surprise (background) That it swarms with flies The blind man was pouring Stale sambar on rice And he said We are all just actors here In Silk Smitha-disguise And in the dining chamber We gathered for the feast We stab it with our steely knives But we just can’t cut that beef Last thing I remember I was writhing on the floor That cockroach in my appam-stew was the culprit, I am sure Relax, said the watchman This enema will make you well And his friends laughed as they held me down God’s Own Country? Oh, Hell!