Room on the third floor, not what we asked forI'm not tired enough to sleepOne bed is broken, next room is smokingAir conditioning stuck on heatAnd outside it's raining, and the guests upstairs keep waitingAbout the room that's got their TV too loudI guess at times like these remind meThat I got to keep my feet on the groundYeahWake up early, around 7.30Housekeeping knocking on my doorDo not disturb sign, the back of her mindI must have left it on the floorYeahMy eyes are hurting, I've got the cheap nylon curtainsThat's the sunlight creeping through from the cloudCause at times like these remind meYeahThat I've got to keep my feet on the groundNa, na, na, na, na, na, na, naNa, na, na, na, na, na, na, naNaNaI guess the topside things remind meThat I got to keep my feet on the groundNa, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, naDanow. I guess the times like these remind me. I guess the times like these remind me. I guessthe times like these remind me that I got to keep my feet on the ground.*