All Messed Up - Remastered 2002
Party's over, I can't drink no more.
My head is hurtin', I'm looking for the door,
but it's so hard to find, so hard to find.
Walk to my car on my hands and my knees.
Hand in my pocket, I'm looking for the keys,
but they're so hard to find.
Look at my son, he's no friend of mine.
Reach for my shades before I go blind.
Maybe tomorrow I don't wanna know.
All messed up and no place to go.
I'm seeing double, the whisky's to blame.
I'm having trouble remembering my name.
So hard to tell, it's so hard to tell.
Can't get no sleep with the quarrel and fight.
I'm not sure if I'm dead or alive,
so hard to tell.
Look at my son, he's no friend of mine.
Reach for my shades before I go blind.
Maybe tomorrow I don't wanna know.
All messed up with no place to go.
I can't believe it's really me in the mirror.
Feels like I'm falling off the rails,
looks like a hellhouse on my tail.
Look at my son, he's no friend of mine.
Reach for my shades before I go blind.
Maybe tomorrow I don't wanna know.
All messed up with no place to go.
All messed up with no place to go.
All messed up with no place to go.
All messed up with no place to go.
All messed up,
all messed up,
all messed up with no place to go.
All messed up with no place to go.
My head is hurtin', I'm looking for the door,
but it's so hard to find, so hard to find.
Walk to my car on my hands and my knees.
Hand in my pocket, I'm looking for the keys,
but they're so hard to find.
Look at my son, he's no friend of mine.
Reach for my shades before I go blind.
Maybe tomorrow I don't wanna know.
All messed up and no place to go.
I'm seeing double, the whisky's to blame.
I'm having trouble remembering my name.
So hard to tell, it's so hard to tell.
Can't get no sleep with the quarrel and fight.
I'm not sure if I'm dead or alive,
so hard to tell.
Look at my son, he's no friend of mine.
Reach for my shades before I go blind.
Maybe tomorrow I don't wanna know.
All messed up with no place to go.
I can't believe it's really me in the mirror.
Feels like I'm falling off the rails,
looks like a hellhouse on my tail.
Look at my son, he's no friend of mine.
Reach for my shades before I go blind.
Maybe tomorrow I don't wanna know.
All messed up with no place to go.
All messed up with no place to go.
All messed up with no place to go.
All messed up with no place to go.
All messed up,
all messed up,
all messed up with no place to go.
All messed up with no place to go.
Credits
Writer(s): Gary Moore, Neil Carter, Neil Andrew Carter
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- Murder In The Skies - Remastered 2002
- Cold Hearted - Remastered 2002
- Rockin' Every Night - Remastered 2002
- Wishing Well - Live / Remaster
- After The War - Remastered 2002
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