Letra de Hangover Square

After drinks on Sunday, you give the world a rest
Pacing Earl's Court station, in your Monday best

You wish you hadn't got yourself in this little mess
You wish you hadn't got yourself in this little mess

Every page of Copperfield, you wait between the lines
They're having pints at the Black Heart, but you've been left behind

How can someone like you be so difficult to find?
They wish they could hear the people talking in your mind

On the train to Brighton, the sun is waiting there
With something be done, murder in the air
Your brain rattles with the carriage, you leave Hangover Square

Have a glass of courage with a flame by your side
'Cos no one wants to know your name until you have died

On Hangover Square
On Hangover Square
On Hangover Square
On Hangover Square