Well the desk porter laughed   News of our legend and our exploits   Traveled 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