Hangover

                                                                                Hangover

Devil tortures me with his giant claws

Thousands of ants are walking in my head

Feeling pretty rotten, like in a chilli sauce

I‘m confused, where am I? It‘s not my bed.

I can‘t make a simple move, no way

Please, I don‘t want to throw up, I pray

Imagine a dreamy day, in a sunny bay

The bogey man in my body, go away!

No more alcohol, I‘ll be sober like a king,

(Yes, maybe I‘m lying, what do you think?)

Bless you our precious hangover,

Without you I‘ll never keep away from drink.