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