In cold light of morning
While everyone is yawning, you're high
In the cold light of morning
The party gets boring, you're highAs your skin starts to scratch
And wave yesterdays action goodbye
Forget past indiscretions
And stolen possessions, you're high
In the cold lightIn 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 highStaring 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 lightTomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrowAs your skin starts to scratch
And wave yesterdays action goodbye
Forget past indiscretions
And stolen possessions, you're high
In the cold light of dayTomorrow's only a king
Whistle, whistle
Whistle, whistle
Whistle, whistle
Whistle, whistle
Whistle awayIn the cold light of day