Gunga Din
Woke up again
To my chagrin
Getting sick and tired of feeling sick and tired again
I tried to write
'Cause, I got the right
To make it look, as if I'm doing something, with my life
Got to, find a vein
It's always, the same
And a drink, to ease the panic and the suffering
I woke, up again
Dreamt of, Gunga Din
Oh, the road is long
If you, stay strong
You're a better man, than I
You've been, beaten and flayed
Probably betrayed
You're a better man, than I
Woke up again
To my, evil twin
That mirror, is fucking ugly and I'm sick and tired of looking at him
Been up, all night
I probably, picked a fight
'Cause I can't help it, I'm a bastard in the morning
So I try, to write
I think, I have the right
A little drinky now and then to help me, just to see the light
Just another day
And it feels like, nothing's changed
Oh, fuck it
Oh, here I go again
Oh, the road is long
If you, stay strong
You're a better man, than I
You've been, beaten and flayed
Probably betrayed
You're a better man, than I
What's the point, in you now?
I can't chase, you know how
Oh, leave me alone
I've got, those Monday blues, straight from Sunday blues
Oh, the road is long
If you, stay strong
You're a better man, than I
You've been, beaten and flayed
Probable betrayed
You're a better man, than I
La la-la la, la la-la la, la la-la la la
La la-la la, la la-la la, la la-la la la
Oh what are you doing, you stupid fucking idiot?
Wake up!
Hey!
To my chagrin
Getting sick and tired of feeling sick and tired again
I tried to write
'Cause, I got the right
To make it look, as if I'm doing something, with my life
Got to, find a vein
It's always, the same
And a drink, to ease the panic and the suffering
I woke, up again
Dreamt of, Gunga Din
Oh, the road is long
If you, stay strong
You're a better man, than I
You've been, beaten and flayed
Probably betrayed
You're a better man, than I
Woke up again
To my, evil twin
That mirror, is fucking ugly and I'm sick and tired of looking at him
Been up, all night
I probably, picked a fight
'Cause I can't help it, I'm a bastard in the morning
So I try, to write
I think, I have the right
A little drinky now and then to help me, just to see the light
Just another day
And it feels like, nothing's changed
Oh, fuck it
Oh, here I go again
Oh, the road is long
If you, stay strong
You're a better man, than I
You've been, beaten and flayed
Probably betrayed
You're a better man, than I
What's the point, in you now?
I can't chase, you know how
Oh, leave me alone
I've got, those Monday blues, straight from Sunday blues
Oh, the road is long
If you, stay strong
You're a better man, than I
You've been, beaten and flayed
Probable betrayed
You're a better man, than I
La la-la la, la la-la la, la la-la la la
La la-la la, la la-la la, la la-la la la
Oh what are you doing, you stupid fucking idiot?
Wake up!
Hey!
Credits
Writer(s): Carl Barat, Peter Doherty, Dan Fisher, Irene Higginbotham, Ervin M. Drake, John Corey Hassall, Peter William Wolfe, Gary Armstrong Powell
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