只有十多秒针的时间。
紧接着一道亮光出现在了丁力周围。
霎那间，全场众人的目光便一下子集中到了挎着吉他，准备弹奏的丁力的身上。
一秒钟。
两秒钟。
十多秒钟后。
丁力轻轻的拨动了吉他琴弦。
音乐响了。
很重的吉他声。
重金属？
不少人在听到很重吉他声的时候，心里泛起了这样的想法。
在他们疑惑的时候。
舞台上戴着面具的丁力，开腔了。
“on a dark desert highay
cool ind in my hair
arm smell of colitis
rising up through the air
up ahead in the distance
i sa a shimmering light
my head gre heavy my sight gre dim
i had to stop for the night
there she stood in the dooray
i heard the mission bell
and i as thinking to myself
this could b heaven or this could b hell
then she lit up a candle
and she shoed me the ay
there ere voices don the corridor
i thought i heard them say...
ee to the hotel california!
such a lovely place!
such a lovely face!
plenty of room at the hotel california!
any time of year，u can find it here!
her mind is tiffany-tisted
she got the mercedes bends
she got a lot of pretty，pretty boys.
that she calls friends
ho they dance in the courtyard
seet summer seat
some dance to remember!
some dance to forget!
so i called up the captain
“please bring me my ine.“
he said“e haven't had that spirit here
since nineteen sixty nine.“
and still those voices are calling from far aay
ake u up in the middle of the night
just to hear them say...
ee to the hotel california!
such a lovely place!
such a lovely face!
they livin' it up at the hotel California
hat a nice surprise
bring your alibis
mirrors on the ceiling
the pink champagne on ice
and she said“e are all just prisoners here
-of our on device“
and in the master's chambers.
they gathered for the feast.
they stabbed it ith their steely knives
but they just