Wake up in a daze, I'm half drowned in my waterbed
And try to locate on the Richter scale the pain inside my head
As the movie reel of last night's filled with blanks and playing old repeats instead
I slowly become conscious of a buzzing sound nearby
It seems my phone is blowing up and then I realise
That I was meant to start a job today, I'm hours late and I feel like I might die
The potent scent of merriment has soaked itself right down into my bones
Another morning after, oh these Berlin nights are taking quite the toll
There's lipstick on my teeth and I'm on two hours sleep
My shoes still on my feet, but it made a man of me
And an empty bag of gak and a minor heart attack
And it all comes rushing back, but it made a man of me
I headed round to Finbar's and he gave me a tattoo
His needle pricked my virgin skin and turned me black and blue
To the sounds of Jeffrey Lewis we talked shite for hours and drowned ourselves in booze
His flatmate Tommy came on home with quite a crew in tow
And they piled in the kitchen and they took off all their clothes
Well if you cannae beat em, join em, at least that is what I was always told
As I'm overthinking etiquette, my mind is running wild at what's in store
Somewhere a voice is crying out, young man you're not in Kansas anymore
My fishnets tights are ripped and I broke my bottom lip
And the acid might have hit, but it made a man of me
And the good old bad old days, they're rough and rowdy ways
And no matter what they say, well it made a man of me
My fishnets tights are ripped and I broke my bottom lip
And the acid might have hit, but it made a man of me
And the good old bad old days, they're rough and rowdy ways
And no matter what they say, well it made a man of me