Bangover

Written by：Municipal Waste

Another Sunday I'm battered and spent

So many things happened that I might regret

A weekly occurrence what's strange about that

But it seems like to me there's a pain in my neck

Aches when I turn and when I look up

It feels like my necks been hit by a truck

Ears are still ringing

Brains far from sober

What can I do to stop this bang over

I rocked too hard and now I'm suffering

I wish this pain could go away

Recalling things

From yesterday

My body spent

That band played fast

I got a case of drunken whiplash

Feels like I stage dove on my head

I think I polished off a keg

Your classic case of banger neck

A sting I will never forget

Fist in the air

Whirlwind of hair

Thrash music ringing through your ears

These things all pass and here I lay

Not going out for sh*t today

Aches when I turn when I look up

It feels like my necks been hit by a truck

Ears are still ringing

Brains far from sober

Stop this bang over

Stop this bang over

Stop this bang over ah