Room on the third floor Not what we asked for I'm not tired enough to sleep One bed is broken Next room is smoking Air conditioning's stuck on heat
And outside it's raining Hear the guest upstairs complaining 'Bout the room that's got their TV too loud I guess the times like these remind me That I've got to keep my feet on the ground
Ye Yeah
Wake up early Round seven thirty House keeping knocking on my door "Do Not Disturb" sign The back of her mind I must have left it on the floor Yeah
My eyes are hurting 'Cause the cheap nylon curtains Let the sunlight creep in through from the clouds 'Cause the times like these remind me That I've got to keep my feet on the ground
Na na na na Na na na na
Na na na na Na na na na
I guess the times like these remind me I guess the times like these remind me I guess the times like these remind me That I've got to keep my feet on the ground
Na na na na Na na na na
Na na na na Na na na na
No No
I guess the times like these remind me (The times like these remind me) I guess the times like these remind me (The times like these remind me) I guess the times like these remind me That I've got to keep my feet on the ground