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Текст с Bandcamp’а: “HUNGOVER MORNING (Ian M. Bruce) Consciousness creeps to the clocks crescendo. T hat alarm, will it never eno-o? My stomach’s not well. My head hurts like hell And to boot, it’s a bloody cold morning. oh- Let me sleep tight, I’ll be fine by tonight. My head should be better by then. Oh! Let me just stay in my bed for today And I swear, “I’ll drink never again!’ CHORUS Never again! Never again! Aw! whisky and beer, They make me feel queer And I swear, I’ll drink never again!“ My blankets, they nestle like snow on the meadow. I am in comfort but wish I was dead-o. My teeth are all furry, My tongue tastes of curry, I’d tandoori just oefore bedtime. I reach out my arm to quash the alarm But the clock, it ends up on the floor. But before it can land I retract my hand And I swear, “I will drink nevermore!“ Never again But prudence prevails and I steal from the sheets, Clasping my head to suppress the heartbeats. I must wake myself, I must shake myself Cos within the hour I’ll be working. Let this hangover rage but I must have my wage Because money is ever so tight. I need money to spend because me and my friend, Well, we’re going out drinking tonight. from Too Far From She, released January 1, 1989“
