Hangover Square

Lyrics

After drinks on Sunday, you give the world a rest Pacing Earl's Court station, in your Monday best You wish you hadn't got yourself in this little mess You wish you hadn't got yourself in this little mess Every page of Copperfield, you wait between the lines They're having pints at the Black Heart, but you've been left behind How can someone like you be so difficult to find? They wish they could hear the people talking in your mind On the train to Brighton, the sun is waiting there With something be done, murder in the air Your brain rattles with the carriage, you leave Hangover Square Have a glass of courage with a flame by your side 'Cos no one wants to know your name until you have died On Hangover Square On Hangover Square On Hangover Square On Hangover Square