Room on Third Floor

Room on the 3rd floor
Not what we asked for
I'm not tired enough to sleep

One bed is broken
Next room is smoking
Air-conditioning stuck on heat

Outside it's raining
Hear the guest upstairs complaining
About the room that's got their TV too loud

Guess that times like these remind me
That I've got to keep my feet on the ground
Yeah

Wake up early
Round 7:30
Housekeeping 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
Coz the cheap nylon curtain
Lets the sunlight creep in through from the clouds

Guess that times like these remind me
That I've got to keep my feet on the ground

Na na na na
Na na na naaaa
Na na na na
Na na na naaa

Guess that times like these remind me
Guess that times like these remind me
Guess that times like these remind me
That I got to keep my feet on the ground

Na na na na
Na na na naaa
Na na na na
Na na na naaa

No no

Guess that times like these remind me
(Times like these remind me)
Guess that times like these remind me
(Times like these remind me)
Guess that times like these remind me

That I've got to keep my feet on the ground

Danny Jones - Look At The Sky

someone please look at the sky
it's not that you have to
it's just that i want you to realise
who you are
who you are

if i were you i'd take a look outside
if i were you i'd take a look outside
yeah
if i were you i'd take a look outside
woah

yeahhhhhhhhhhhhahaaaaaa

someone please look at the sky
it's not that you have to
it's just that i want you to realise
who you are
who you are

if i were you i'd take a look outside
yeah
if i were you i'd take a look outside
yeah
if i were you i'd take a look outside
if i were you i'd take a look outside
yeahhhhhhhhh

take a look outside
take a look

if i were you i'd take a look outside
if i were you i'd take a look outside

if i were you i'd take a look outside
yeah
if i were you i'd take a look outside

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Five Colors In Her Hair

(Наша самая первая песня)

Do do do do do doo [x3]

She's got a lip ring and 5 colours in her hair,
Not into fashion but I love the clothes she wears,
Her tattoo's always hidden by her underwear.
She don't care.

Everybody wants to know her name,
I threw a house party and she came
Everyone asked me
Who the hell is she?
That weirdo with 5 colours in her hair.

She's just a loner with a sexy attitude,
I'd like to phone her cos she puts me in the mood.
The rumours spreading round that she cooks in the nude.
But she don't care, she don't care.

Everybody wants to know her name,
How does she cope with her new found fame?
Everyone asks me,
Who the hell is she?
That weirdo with 5 colours in her hair.

She was all I thought about,
The girl I couldn't live without.
But then she went insane,
She couldn't take the fame
She said I was to blame
She'd had enough
And shaved five colours off
And now she's just a weirdo with no name.

Everybody wants to know her name.
How does she cope with her new found fame?
Everyone asks me,
Who the hell is she,
That weirdo with 5 colours in her hair.

Do do do do do doo [x3]