The Morning's Betrayal (musical)
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Lyrics
Laughs echo the night, yar With hops in our veins, forget all the strains But morning will spite, yar When the room starts to spin, and your stomach's tin But we'll sing this refrain, yar Our anthem of cheer to the beer we hold dear And cheers to the booze, ya We're gonna use ya To toast and amuse ya We're feeling great, ya 'Til mornin's betray ya And headaches waylay ya Feels like I'm in a bout, yar With a head full of doubt, blurry visions about My bed spins around, yar I'm glued to the floor, feelin' green to the core Yet we clink and we drink, yar To our frothy old friend, though we know how this ends And cheers to the booze, ya We're gonna use ya To toast and amuse ya We're feeling great, ya 'Til mornin's betray ya And headaches waylay ya Now the sun's in my eyes, yar What a pitiful prize, for last night's disguise Gone the laughter and cheers, yar Just the echo of groans, and the cold light dawns So we vow to abstain, yar Swear away from the drink, or so we all think Should've left it at ale, not the whisky we hailed A lesson now learned, but too late, we dread, yea [Ensemble] No more cheers to the booze, nay We overused ya [Instrumental]
