Make It Go Away

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A song about a hangover.

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I don't wanna get up this morning
No I don't wanna get outta bed
As I turn my head on the pillow
Feel the cold kebab that's stuck to my head

Must have been a good night could have been a wild night
Is there anyone around that can say
Did I catch a taxi did I babble badly
Wish this woolliness would just go away

Thumping head and shaking legs that make me wanna sway
Tired eyes and sweaty palms just make it go away

I don't wanna get up this morning
No I don't wanna get outta bed
As I turn my head on the pillow
Feel the cold kebab that's stuck to my head

I wish I could remember is this still December?
Seems I've lost some time on the way
Just what was I drinking just what was I thinking
Wish this pain would just go away

Thumping head and shaking legs that make me wanna sway
Tired eyes and sweaty palms just make it go away

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I didn't wanna get up this morning
I did not wanna get outta bed
As I turn my head on the pillow
Feel the cold kebab that's stuck to my head

Drank a lotta water much more that I otta
But it's taking all the pounding away
Also had a fry-up coffee from a big cup
Feel that sweet release move in on the day

Thumping head and shaking legs that make me wanna sway
Tired eyes and sweaty palms just make it go away
Thank God it went away

Solo

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from All Things Will Be Fine, released May 25, 2014
Andy Northall, Martin Delaney, Aileen Queenan

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2 am Edinburgh, UK

2am are a four piece acoustic/electric folk rock band based in Edinburgh Scotland, UK. They have been together for just over 2 years and have performed various gigs in Edinburgh.

'All Things Will Be Fine' released in May 2014 is the band's first independently released album.
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