What I Believe at Night

Every day a slow crawl
To the next, Oh good lord
A King's ransom, the price of ham
Sick and bored through the floor

What I believe at night is not what I believe in the morning

Goodnight ladies, the boat went down
All we worked for fucking gone
A lump of coal a jar of jam
Cancel that, here I am

What I believe at night is not what I believe in the morning

Each dawn threatens our very lives
One more day we survive

Time embalmed, Oh good lord
Uselеss fucker, shitty man
Best ignore as bеst you can

What I believe at night is not what I believe in the morning