Life is supposed to be the most important thing, a 'paradise', if you will - well in this song I talk about how the Hotel Paradiso isn't all it's cracked up to be...

Trouble in Paradise

(long intro)

Walking through paradise
It's not all it was cracked up to be
I should be able to see all the
Colours of paradise
But black and white is all I see...

I look right at you
You look right at me
We're not the ideal visions
Of what we ought to be...

Striding through hotel paradiso
What do I see
I know what I see
I do not like it
I think I want to give up
Think I want to go

(chorus)

Shades of grey
Don't exist
I see the people having trouble in paradise
I walk away, don't want that today...
Indigo blue yellow
All the colours of the rainbow
Fade away
When there's troube in paradise
Yes, trouble in paradise...

(build down)

Watching people come and go
About their business
From a chair in the lobby of the
Hotel Paradiso

They call it a hotel
Not many people stay that long
At the hotel paradiso

They run about
Scream and shout
This is supposed to be heaven on earth
This is supposed to be the paradise
That we all crave
But if this is the paradise they all talk about
We will be heading for an early grave

(beat)

(short build up)

(chorus)

(filler)

The world around me turns to
Monotone colours of conformity
That hide the beauty in the world around
This veil that surrounds us
Hides away what is around us
Like a cloud without a silver lining

Trouble at the Hotel Paradiso
I think i'll check out
Get my backs and go
Because the Hotel Paradiso
Is not heaven nor hell
The Hotel Paradiso
Is not paradise as well...

(beat)

(short build up)

(chorus)

(filler)

(solo)

(end)