past morning and I raise my head 

won´t turn on the lights won´t get out of bed 

phone bugs me baby you´re not here 

I wish I didn´t wake up 



how I wish today was yesterdays news 

in my head I can´t get no trus 

friends seem like foes - creeps on the street 

they´re always here ti greet me 



dogday mornings 

I open my eyes and they meet me 

dogday mornings always there to greet me 



been so long since the good times rolled 

police, thieves, hookers all outta control 

some get looked up some just gotta go 

news days are-a-rising 

but I dont wanna know 



past sunrise and the drink´s gone sour 

wanna turn time back to the midnight hour 

in my dreams you´re always here with me 

but they always wake me up to greet me