.Another Sunday morning, hungover and blue
Smellin' like cigarettes and beer>
My mouth is dry, got bloodshot eyes
And my head splittin' in two
Church bells ringin' in my ear>
The high steeple, crowds are fillin' up, those sanctuary pews
But I'm just gonna hang around my cri.
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