Modern History

Well the desk porter laughed

News of our legend and our exploits

Travelled far

From bell-hop to hired car

All this and more

Modern History

On the third floor

So is this where he died?

Spend your life cutting up words

With a knife

I light a candle for each night

You waste your life

Modern History

On the third floor

Well they're never gonna forget us

We're the most famous

People that they know

Went to a party

I didn't say a word

You don't know how lucky you were

You don't know how lucky you are

So we set fire to your room

And we bandaged up your

hands and your arms - now

Where's your beauty gone

Modern History

On the third floor