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