Rubber Revolvers - Hung over

A bottle a day
keeps the willies away
but in the morning you'll pay for the madness
the gladness you had
was it just an elusion
when bed spins the cost
was it all really worth it
your cookies get tossed
and everything's crooked
you pray for the end
you swear up and down you'll never go there again
your world is all upside down
in the distance it stands
your redemption is at hand
it's time to make up a plan
and stick to it
given up the old vice
you shouldn't have to think twice
gather up all your strength
then your self you will thank
in the end

Written by:
JOHN JAMES VAN EVERA

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