Awful hangover,
I'm shouting, give me mercy!
Awful hangover,
I'm shouting he-help! HELP!
Verse 1
Year has changed and I was supposed to make some effort.
Fix my life,
I tried to start low-carbohydrate-diet,
I tried to pick the best gym.
Get to the better circles,
from suburbs to the city.
I flushed superfoods,
Goodbye forever fitness-trend.
I won't torture myself anymore!
Who the fuck drinks chaos mushroom for real?
Drinking buddies in the neighbour damp
Sharing a bottle
I guess I was on my way to somewhere, I guess I tried to (get) fit.
Now I have a Mickey Mouse- hangover
Fuck Walt Disney
From the next table I hear something
Did someone say whiskey?
Awful hangover,
I'm shouting, give me mercy!
Awful hangover,
I'm shouting he-help! HELP!
Verse 2
Intoxicated condition,
Wilful choice.
One week of being drunk, others only take a few.
We belong together, like Slavic squat, vodka and Adidas.
We don't drink with patience,
Päivi*1 cant stop the Estonia booze-rally*2
When I'm drinking for long time my cup is full.
When my head freezes and I'm losing my mind
Horrible bald patch on my head, eyes red like a roach
The whole body suffers because of my stupid head
But you can always win the hangover
As long as your liver can burn it
Reckless ones get rid of everything at least with Heimlich Maneuver.
In the evening the bottle is tilting
In the morning the skull bulges and mouth tastes like shit.
In the evening the bottle is tilting
In the morning the skull bulges
Hurray the stamp of a drunkie.
[chrous]