Hotel Unifornia First Half

first half of my movie, ill post the whole thing together later but we ran out of time and my friend wanted me to edit it and what not.



nice dude… i like the music!
adn those 180’s are looking good!

omg i laughed so hard the first time i saw Avery go over that ramp and fly forward. sorry little fella, but I don’t know how long that little Sun/Schwinn? will hold up to trials…

nice video though, I really enjoyed it.

haha, the little kid was fun to watch

i liked the music also but i hope you use hotel california sometime in the end of it :roll_eyes:

yea the last song is gunnu be hotel california

its going to be 3 different genres of music in a row in a movie haha

here is a better version, its shorter but no wasted time


(to the tune of hotel california)
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
riding on my coker, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There uni in the doorway;
I heard the unicon bell
And I was thinking to myself,
‘This could be Heaven or this could be Hell’
Then she rode up a KH and she showed me the way
There were voices in the trees,
I thought I heard them say…

Welcome to the Hotel unifornia
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel unifornia
Any time of year (Any time of year)
You can find it here

Her mind is hub twisted, she got the guni sunrider
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls wobbles
How they spin in the courtyard, sweet summer smell.
Some spin to remember, some spin to forget

So I called up, kris holm
‘Please bring me my uni’
He said, ‘We haven’t had that torker here since nineteen sixty nine’
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 unifornia
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They livin’ it up at the Hotel unifornia
What a nice surprise (what a nice suprise)
Bring your alibis

cyclist on the ceiling,
The pink semcycle on ice
And she said ‘We are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
And in the master’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely cranks,
But they just can’t kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
cycling for the door
I had to find the line back
To the place I was before
‘Relax,’ said the night man,
‘We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave!’