Head Hurts - Eskimo Joe
You wake up somedays and your head hurts
Like none of the lights in your house work
You've been up all night spending
Other peoples money
It's time to slow down from
The speed that your running
It's hard sometimes being yourself
Like discarded rags on your top shelf
You put on your clothes
You know fit you once
But you're out of fashion
And she's out of class
Everyone's always asking
When we're going away
No ones ever saying
When are we here to stay
There's a hole in my pocket
And a pressure in my head
Who are all these people
Getting me out of bed
You wake up somedays
And your head hurts
Like none of the lights in your house work
You've been up all night
Spending other peoples money
It's time to slow down from
The speed that your running
Everyones always asking
When were going away
Nobodys ever saying
When are we here to stay
Theres a hole in my pocket
And a presure in my head
Who are these people
Waking up the bed
Hey now holy cow
I don't know what we were doing
You wake up somedays and your head hurts
Oh wee look at me
We don't know what we were doing
It's hard sometimes being yourself
That's alright
You've been up all night spending
Other peoples money
It's time to slow down from
The speed that your running
You put on your clothes
You know fit you once
Be your out of fashion
And she's out of class
