I'm Gonna Treat This Room Lyrics

Driving in my car

Eyes get heavy, can't go too far

I pull in for a bed

You smile at me and say, "No sweat"

You hand me a key

Then you say, "That'll be fifty"

I'm gonna treat this room like shit

'Cause you made me pay fifty dollars for it

I'm gonna treat this room like shit

'Cause you made me pay fifty dollars for it

Fifty dollars seems to me

Like an exorbitant fee

So I'm gonna get full use of my money

And you say there's free HBO

(I heard there was free HBO!)

But it turns out it's just Showtime

(Oh man!)

And you leave out lots of little crappy soaps

In the hopes I won't commit some towel-thieving crime

Well, maybe not this time

But then you leave me no shampoo

So what am I supposed to do?

What am I supposed to do?

I'm gonna treat this room like shit

'Cause you made me pay fifty dollars for it

I'm gonna treat this room like shit

'Cause you made me pay fifty dollars for it

Fifty dollars seems to me

Like an exorbitant fee

So I'm gonna get full use of my money

There's no ventilation in the bathroom stall

So I'm gonna kick some holes in the wall

TV remote is glued to the nightstand

So I'm gonna break it to pieces with my hand

Series of mirrors up on the ceiling

I guess I'll get in touch with how I am feeling

I'm feeling pretty good

The thermostat'a broken, the heat won't get hotter

Let's see what happens when you just add water

None of the hangers come off of the clothes rack

I'll get a blowtorch and take care of that

Fluorescent bulbs and no natural light

I'm guess I'm gonna have to make a bonfire

Tonight