Whoa oh
Whoa oh
Staggering home everybody sings
All the old songs the cockney routines
All the old women, all the young men
Try changing places then back again
Old man in the morning
Young man at night
Breakfast full of wisdom
Until you hit the lights
Knock back the drinks, hitch up your skirt
Fall over backwards, undo your shirt
Everyone shouting, What a terrible state
Age creeping backwards as it gets late
Old man in the morning
Young man at night
Breakfast full of wisdom
Until you hit the lights
Have a quick short, forget about work
Have a couple more and you go berserk
Who cares about this morning, wise old man
The wisdom comes up later and goes down the pan
Old man in the morning
Young man at night
Breakfast full of wisdom
Until you hit the lights
Then another round, forget whose turn
Waking up to feel your stomach churn
Who's in the chair and who's on the floor
Incoherants knocking on that door
Old man in the morning
Young man at night
Breakfast full of wisdom
Until you hit the lights, hit the lights

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