Sunday morning, head so sore,
Out of bed and through the door
Dog wants to play but you ain't got time.
Mean old dog been at the bar,
Dusk 'til dawn -that's where you are
Out on the tiles get groovy and tight...
Drunk some cider, drunk moonshine,
Too much whiskey, too much wine,
Diamond White made brain go slow
Had too much so I had some more
Oh no, here comes the floor
(And my little bed is calling)
Oh no here comes the floor
(And I'm going down again)
I'm talking, all alone,
To the Big White telephone
And oh no, here comes the floor
(Going under!)
Car's so fast and street's so wide
There's the door you fall inside
Sleep on the dog coz you're dog tired
Voice inside said you should stop,
Insanity! Look at the clock...
Deep inside there's one last drop
Sex and d** are good indeed
And rock and roll can help to feed
The head that sits inside your hat
But alcohol is where it's at.