Big Shot Drake Bell

Single room in a cheap part of town
And the elevators broken down
So I walk up the stairs
No one cares about the rent
When you're paying as little as me
Dirty dishes and a stain on my shirt
I eat alone and I'm out of work
So tell me what did you think
I'm the same, haven't changed
Just been going by a different name

What a waste
But I'm coming back to say:

I'm no big shot, big town, big money
Off to buy a jet, fly it all around the country
Sometimes when the weather's right
I sail it to the ocean stay overnight
'Cause I went for broke
Since the last time we spoke
Now I'm coming back here to say
Everything is going my way

I grab the bus from the damp hotel
I grab things and I'm ready to sell
That I'll want out of time
All the things that I loved
All the memories that use to be mine
They're gone, yeah, I've thrown them away
They're gone, and I'm going to mess up today
Will you ask another day?