On a dark Russian highway, cold wind in my hair Warm smell of kotleti, rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance, I saw there at last The place I’d be working I was at Master Class
Katya stood in the doorway; I heard the lesson bell And I was thinking to myself, “The electricity’s gone off as well“ 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 Hotel Ognikovo Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place) Except for Adam Yates No internet at the Hotel Ognikovo Any time of year (Any time of year) You can’t find it here
Ognikovo is pretty, make no mistake It’s got a lot of pretty, pretty park, trees and lakes How they sit in the courtyard, trying to see If they can get a signal, let alone 3G
So I called the technician, "Please give me wifi” He said, "We haven't had that service here since 2009” And still those voices are calling from far away, Wake you up in the middle of the night Just to hear them say...
Welcome to the Hotel Ognikovo Such a lovely place (such a lovely place) Except for Adam Yates Your friends all miss you at the Hotel Ognikovo What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise), ‘they all think you’ve died
Raindrops through the ceiling, Bathroom’s cold as ice The kids said, 'we are all just prisoners here, with our own device' And in the teacher's chambers, The wifi’s fast and free Ask them as much as you’d like, But they won’t give you the key
Last thing I remember, I was Running for the door I had to find a signal back at the place I was before 'Relax' said Maria, ‘Your emails you will receive. You can check them in January, ’till then you’ll never leave!'