In the cold light of morning,
While everyone's yawning,
You're high,
In the cold light of morning,
The party gets boring,
You're high,
As your skin starts a scratchin',
Wave yesterday's action goodbye,
Forget past indiscretions and stolen possessions,
You're high.
In the cold light
In the cold light of morning,
While everyone's yawning,
You're high,
In the cold light of morning,
You're drunksick from whoring,
And high,
Staring back from the mirror's a face
That you don't recognise,
It's a loser, a sinner,
a cock in a dildo's disguise,
In the cold light
Tomorrow (x3)
As your skin starts a scratchin',
Wave yesterdays action goodbye,
Forget past indiscretions and stolen possessions,
You're high.
In the cold light of day,
Tomorrow's only a kettle whistle, whistle [x 8],
Away
In the cold light of day.