| Song | Hotel Hobbies |
| Artist | Marillion |
| Album | FRC-013 Ahoy, Rotterdam, Netherlands, 29 september 1995 |
| [00:01.25] | Emerald Lies |
| [00:41.69] | To be the prince of possession in the gallery of contempt |
| [00:55.35] | Suffering your indiscrete discretions and you ask me to relent |
| [01:08.21] | As you accumulate flirtations with the calculated calmness of the whore |
| [01:26.49] | Of the whore |
| [01:37.04] | I am the harlequin - diamonded costume dripping shades of green |
| [01:45.96] | I am the harlequin - sense strangers violate my sanctuary |
| [02:00.75] | Prowl my dreams |
| [02:07.12] | My dreams, and they're my dreams, they're my dreams |
| [02:30.64] | Plundering your diaries, I'll steal your thoughts. |
| [02:35.50] | Ravaging your letters, unearth your plots. |
| [02:40.06] | Innocence |
| [02:41.49] | What a surprise, |
| [02:42.75] | Innocence, |
| [02:43.62] | What a surprise |
| [02:45.05] | Innocence |
| [02:45.93] | Innocence |
| [02:50.04] | To don the robes of torquemada resurrect the inquisitions. |
| [02:52.98] | And in that tortured subtle manner inflict questions, |
| [02:55.35] | within questions within questions. |
| [03:10.81] | Looking in shades of green through shades of blue. |
| [03:15.49] | I trust you trust in me to mistrust you. |
| [03:20.42] | Through the silk-cut haze to the smeared mascara. |
| [03:25.47] | A forty-watt sun on a courtroom drama. |
| [03:32.02] | And the coffee stains gather till the pale kimono |
| [03:36.84] | set the wedding rings dancing on the cold linoleum. |
| [03:58.02] | And accusation’s moths that circle around the light |
| [04:06.13] | char their wings in spiral senselesssuicidal flight |
| [04:12.80] | Pack our world within a suitcase hot tears melt this icy palace |
| [04:20.55] | And dissolve a crystal swallowed by the night |
| [04:28.40] | Looking in shades of green through shades of blue |
| [04:35.40] | Looking in shades of green through shades of blue |
| [00:00.009] | |
| [99:00.000] |
| [00:01.25] | Emerald Lies |
| [00:41.69] | To be the prince of possession in the gallery of contempt |
| [00:55.35] | Suffering your indiscrete discretions and you ask me to relent |
| [01:08.21] | As you accumulate flirtations with the calculated calmness of the whore |
| [01:26.49] | Of the whore |
| [01:37.04] | I am the harlequin diamonded costume dripping shades of green |
| [01:45.96] | I am the harlequin sense strangers violate my sanctuary |
| [02:00.75] | Prowl my dreams |
| [02:07.12] | My dreams, and they' re my dreams, they' re my dreams |
| [02:30.64] | Plundering your diaries, I' ll steal your thoughts. |
| [02:35.50] | Ravaging your letters, unearth your plots. |
| [02:40.06] | Innocence |
| [02:41.49] | What a surprise, |
| [02:42.75] | Innocence, |
| [02:43.62] | What a surprise |
| [02:45.05] | Innocence |
| [02:45.93] | Innocence |
| [02:50.04] | To don the robes of torquemada resurrect the inquisitions. |
| [02:52.98] | And in that tortured subtle manner inflict questions, |
| [02:55.35] | within questions within questions. |
| [03:10.81] | Looking in shades of green through shades of blue. |
| [03:15.49] | I trust you trust in me to mistrust you. |
| [03:20.42] | Through the silkcut haze to the smeared mascara. |
| [03:25.47] | A fortywatt sun on a courtroom drama. |
| [03:32.02] | And the coffee stains gather till the pale kimono |
| [03:36.84] | set the wedding rings dancing on the cold linoleum. |
| [03:58.02] | And accusation' s moths that circle around the light |
| [04:06.13] | char their wings in spiral senselesssuicidal flight |
| [04:12.80] | Pack our world within a suitcase hot tears melt this icy palace |
| [04:20.55] | And dissolve a crystal swallowed by the night |
| [04:28.40] | Looking in shades of green through shades of blue |
| [04:35.40] | Looking in shades of green through shades of blue |
| [00:00.009] | |
| [99:00.000] |