In the Cold Light of Morning

In cold light of morning

While everyone is yawning, you're high

In the cold light of morning

The party gets boring, you're high

As your skin starts to scratch

And wave yesterdays 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 drunk sick from whoring and high

Staring back from the mirrors

A face that you don't recognize

It's a loser, a sinner

A cock in a dildo's disguise

In the cold light

Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow

As your skin starts to scratch

And wave yesterdays action goodbye

Forget past indiscretions

And stolen possessions, you're high

In the cold light of day

Tomorrow's only a king

Whistle, whistle

Whistle, whistle

Whistle, whistle

Whistle, whistle

Whistle away

In the cold light of day