歌曲 | Nice Hangover |
歌手 | The Heart Strings |
专辑 | Flap Your Crazy Wings |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Drums, pounding loud in my head | |
The morning after’s come | |
And left me ruined in bed | |
To face those old winged | |
Monkeys of fear, swooping down like they do | |
Hissing their ugly niggles and jeers | |
But this time, they won’t get through | |
Cause I can feel the … | |
Sun in the sky, happy as pie | |
Nice hangover, nice hangover | |
Birds in the trees, tapping their feet | |
Nice hangover, nice hangover | |
Polka dot clouds, bobbing about, | |
Yes it’s gonna, yes it’s gonna | |
Be a nice hangover | |
Claws, screech like branches on glass, | |
And pound the panels of | |
Doors, But there’s just no getting past, | |
I’ve rigged the hallway with | |
Lasers of love, zapping sneers to dust | |
With all the good things that I’m thinking of | |
Every heckle combusts | |
Now it’s just me and the | |
Sun in the sky, happy as pie | |
Nice hangover, nice hangover | |
Birds in the trees, tapping their feet | |
Nice hangover, nice hangover | |
Polka dot clouds, bobbing about, | |
Yes it’s gonna, yes it’s gonna | |
Be a nice hangover | |
Yeah yeah yeah … | |
It’s about time nothing was wrong | |
Its about time worries were gone | |
It’s about time ….. | |
(Whistles…) Yes it’s gonna, gonna, gonna, be a nice hangover. |
Drums, pounding loud in my head | |
The morning after' s come | |
And left me ruined in bed | |
To face those old winged | |
Monkeys of fear, swooping down like they do | |
Hissing their ugly niggles and jeers | |
But this time, they won' t get through | |
Cause I can feel the | |
Sun in the sky, happy as pie | |
Nice hangover, nice hangover | |
Birds in the trees, tapping their feet | |
Nice hangover, nice hangover | |
Polka dot clouds, bobbing about, | |
Yes it' s gonna, yes it' s gonna | |
Be a nice hangover | |
Claws, screech like branches on glass, | |
And pound the panels of | |
Doors, But there' s just no getting past, | |
I' ve rigged the hallway with | |
Lasers of love, zapping sneers to dust | |
With all the good things that I' m thinking of | |
Every heckle combusts | |
Now it' s just me and the | |
Sun in the sky, happy as pie | |
Nice hangover, nice hangover | |
Birds in the trees, tapping their feet | |
Nice hangover, nice hangover | |
Polka dot clouds, bobbing about, | |
Yes it' s gonna, yes it' s gonna | |
Be a nice hangover | |
Yeah yeah yeah | |
It' s about time nothing was wrong | |
Its about time worries were gone | |
It' s about time .. | |
Whistles Yes it' s gonna, gonna, gonna, be a nice hangover. |
Drums, pounding loud in my head | |
The morning after' s come | |
And left me ruined in bed | |
To face those old winged | |
Monkeys of fear, swooping down like they do | |
Hissing their ugly niggles and jeers | |
But this time, they won' t get through | |
Cause I can feel the | |
Sun in the sky, happy as pie | |
Nice hangover, nice hangover | |
Birds in the trees, tapping their feet | |
Nice hangover, nice hangover | |
Polka dot clouds, bobbing about, | |
Yes it' s gonna, yes it' s gonna | |
Be a nice hangover | |
Claws, screech like branches on glass, | |
And pound the panels of | |
Doors, But there' s just no getting past, | |
I' ve rigged the hallway with | |
Lasers of love, zapping sneers to dust | |
With all the good things that I' m thinking of | |
Every heckle combusts | |
Now it' s just me and the | |
Sun in the sky, happy as pie | |
Nice hangover, nice hangover | |
Birds in the trees, tapping their feet | |
Nice hangover, nice hangover | |
Polka dot clouds, bobbing about, | |
Yes it' s gonna, yes it' s gonna | |
Be a nice hangover | |
Yeah yeah yeah | |
It' s about time nothing was wrong | |
Its about time worries were gone | |
It' s about time .. | |
Whistles Yes it' s gonna, gonna, gonna, be a nice hangover. |