: Nice hotel - place to stay We sought a place to get some rest The owner said: "Please keep it down" "We're good boys" - so we lied Raise some Hell
: Something's a wrong! Last night's gig didn't go to well! People fighting near the stage a cable ripped and fucked the sound Fighting! Beating! There
: Moral law! The drinker's guide Was handed down by god Sacred law for man to follow Revere them as your own Life's too short to waste your brew It'
: Monday morning horror, breakfast on my shirt Everything is wrong today Traffic driver me crazy, my blood is running hot Time is always slipping away
: Was it destiny that one day It was born Drunk creature of the night who haunts us for our brew It was dark, midnight or so, when most had left for
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
: I want you my baby I need you my sweetheart My heart Is full of love for you I need you to stroke and I need you to kiss Lying In your arms And touching
: Always the same - I postpone things to the very end No one's to blame - except for myself I've had three weeks to write this song - I put it off -
: Holy wars, Insane crusaders Killing in the name of god Ayatollahs with machine guns Iran, Iraq must drown in blood Beirut, Belfast, Sikhs and Hindus
want to give Goddammit life is what we're here for Then better get away from me Try again! You got to get up in the morning and try again Not tomorrow
, 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
, 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
Moral law! The drinker's guide Was handed down by god Sacred law for man to follow Revere them as your own Life's too short to waste your brew It's
Always the same - I postpone things to the very end No one's to blame - except for myself I've had three weeks to write this song - I put it off - Too
Something's a wrong! Last night's gig didn't go to well! People fighting near the stage a cable ripped and fucked the sound Fighting! Beating! There
Was it destiny that one day It was born Drunk creature of the night who haunts us for our brew It was dark, midnight or so, when most had left for home
Holy wars, Insane crusaders Killing in the name of god Ayatollahs with machine guns Iran, Iraq must drown in blood Beirut, Belfast, Sikhs and Hindus
I want you my baby I need you my sweetheart My heart Is full of love for you I need you to stroke and I need you to kiss Lying In your arms And touching
