| Song | Nice Hangover |
| Artist | The Heart Strings |
| Album | Flap Your Crazy Wings |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Drums, pounding loud in my head | |
| The morning after’s come | |
| And left me ruined in bed | |
| To face those old winged | |
| Monkeys of fear, swooping down like they do | |
| Hissing their ugly niggles and jeers | |
| But this time, they won’t get through | |
| Cause I can feel the … | |
| Sun in the sky, happy as pie | |
| Nice hangover, nice hangover | |
| Birds in the trees, tapping their feet | |
| Nice hangover, nice hangover | |
| Polka dot clouds, bobbing about, | |
| Yes it’s gonna, yes it’s gonna | |
| Be a nice hangover | |
| Claws, screech like branches on glass, | |
| And pound the panels of | |
| Doors, But there’s just no getting past, | |
| I’ve rigged the hallway with | |
| Lasers of love, zapping sneers to dust | |
| With all the good things that I’m thinking of | |
| Every heckle combusts | |
| Now it’s just me and the | |
| Sun in the sky, happy as pie | |
| Nice hangover, nice hangover | |
| Birds in the trees, tapping their feet | |
| Nice hangover, nice hangover | |
| Polka dot clouds, bobbing about, | |
| Yes it’s gonna, yes it’s gonna | |
| Be a nice hangover | |
| Yeah yeah yeah … | |
| It’s about time nothing was wrong | |
| Its about time worries were gone | |
| It’s about time ….. | |
| (Whistles…) Yes it’s gonna, gonna, gonna, be a nice hangover. |
| Drums, pounding loud in my head | |
| The morning after' s come | |
| And left me ruined in bed | |
| To face those old winged | |
| Monkeys of fear, swooping down like they do | |
| Hissing their ugly niggles and jeers | |
| But this time, they won' t get through | |
| Cause I can feel the | |
| Sun in the sky, happy as pie | |
| Nice hangover, nice hangover | |
| Birds in the trees, tapping their feet | |
| Nice hangover, nice hangover | |
| Polka dot clouds, bobbing about, | |
| Yes it' s gonna, yes it' s gonna | |
| Be a nice hangover | |
| Claws, screech like branches on glass, | |
| And pound the panels of | |
| Doors, But there' s just no getting past, | |
| I' ve rigged the hallway with | |
| Lasers of love, zapping sneers to dust | |
| With all the good things that I' m thinking of | |
| Every heckle combusts | |
| Now it' s just me and the | |
| Sun in the sky, happy as pie | |
| Nice hangover, nice hangover | |
| Birds in the trees, tapping their feet | |
| Nice hangover, nice hangover | |
| Polka dot clouds, bobbing about, | |
| Yes it' s gonna, yes it' s gonna | |
| Be a nice hangover | |
| Yeah yeah yeah | |
| It' s about time nothing was wrong | |
| Its about time worries were gone | |
| It' s about time .. | |
| Whistles Yes it' s gonna, gonna, gonna, be a nice hangover. |
| Drums, pounding loud in my head | |
| The morning after' s come | |
| And left me ruined in bed | |
| To face those old winged | |
| Monkeys of fear, swooping down like they do | |
| Hissing their ugly niggles and jeers | |
| But this time, they won' t get through | |
| Cause I can feel the | |
| Sun in the sky, happy as pie | |
| Nice hangover, nice hangover | |
| Birds in the trees, tapping their feet | |
| Nice hangover, nice hangover | |
| Polka dot clouds, bobbing about, | |
| Yes it' s gonna, yes it' s gonna | |
| Be a nice hangover | |
| Claws, screech like branches on glass, | |
| And pound the panels of | |
| Doors, But there' s just no getting past, | |
| I' ve rigged the hallway with | |
| Lasers of love, zapping sneers to dust | |
| With all the good things that I' m thinking of | |
| Every heckle combusts | |
| Now it' s just me and the | |
| Sun in the sky, happy as pie | |
| Nice hangover, nice hangover | |
| Birds in the trees, tapping their feet | |
| Nice hangover, nice hangover | |
| Polka dot clouds, bobbing about, | |
| Yes it' s gonna, yes it' s gonna | |
| Be a nice hangover | |
| Yeah yeah yeah | |
| It' s about time nothing was wrong | |
| Its about time worries were gone | |
| It' s about time .. | |
| Whistles Yes it' s gonna, gonna, gonna, be a nice hangover. |