Lyrics:

Hangover child, what you got,
You'll not require in any attire.

Hangover child,
Born into a lost desire, you'll know the fire that grows.

Hangover child till the clock runs over,
The check out lines for the red light sales.
Bury your nose in the bookend sales, bury the scales.

And you'll not back down, and you'll not fall out.

Hangover child, save your breath
In the way that you're stare in to the face of despair,
If you dare.

Hangover child till the clock runs over,
The check out lines for the red light sales.
Bury your nose in the bookend sales, bury the scales.

And you'll not back down, and you'll not fall out.

Hangover child till the clock runs over,
The check out lines for the red light sales.
Bury your nose in the bookend sales, bury the scales.

Hangover child till the clock runs over,
The check out lines for the red light sales.
Bury your nose in the bookend sales, bury the scales.