Whoa oh



Staggering home everybody sings

All the old songs the cockney routines

All the old women, all the young men

Try changing places then back again



Old man in the morning,

Young man at night

Breakfast full of wisdom

Until you hit the lights



Knock back the drinks , hitch up your skirt

Fall over backwords undo your shirt

Everyone shouting what a terrible state

Age creeping backwards as it gets late



Old man in the morning,

Young man at night

Breakfast full of wisdom

Until you hit the lights



Have a quick short, forget about work

Have a couple more then you go beserk

Who cares about this morning, wise old man

The wisdom comes up later and goes down the pan



Old man in the morning,

Young man at night

Breakfast full of wisdom

Until you hit the lights



Then another round, forget whos turn

Waking up to feel your stomach churn

Whos in the chair and whos on the floor

Incoherants knocking on the door



Old man in the morning,

Young man at night

Breakfast full of wisdom

Until you hit the lights

Hit the lights