The Morning After (исполнитель: Tankard)
Can this be or am I dreaming? What a mess! Woke up [bad word] lying on the floor This cannot be, my place is trashed Broken bottles everywhere Vomit oozing down the stairs I asked myself how did this happen Don't recall Why the nasty, pounding headache? I need relief, where's the tylenol Lying in my bed! With a swollen head! What did I do? I always regret the morning after! Morning's passed, now I think I remember Holy [bad word] Ugly [bad word] playing with my member Mutated sow with an extra [bad word] [bad word] late at night That's when we began to fight Four AM and we were hungry Cooked some food Ate until the fridge was empty Then they left, all their bellies full Now my brain feels like mashed potatoes Getting sick I swear to kick this nasty habit And never drink for ever more Headache ceases, all is fine Getting thirsty, where's the wine? I cannot stop though I'm seeing double Sloshed again I know it's sad but I really need it Cause alcohol is my only friend Lying in my bed! With a swollen head! What did I do? Lying in my bed! With a swollen head! What did I do? I always regret the morning after!