《It Is A Mug Is Game》是Soft Cell演唱的歌曲，由David James Ball、Marc Almond作詞作曲，收錄於《Martin (Hallowe'en Mix)》專輯中。
基本介紹
- 外文名：It Is A Mug Is Game
- 所屬專輯：Martin (Hallowe'en Mix)
- 歌曲原唱：Soft Cell
- 歌曲語言：英語
歌曲歌詞
Oh God it's another night
And your head is feeling like a lump of lead
You should never have drunk those party-fours
You should have been home being good instead
Ever been in a deja vu in the end it's the same
Oh yeah you ran out of your silver thins
And you're trying to be so high class
Though you need a bath and your hair's looking like string
And though you're nearly broke
You end up paying for all the drinks
And you tell them Oh its nothing
There's a million where those come from
And then you whisper to your longest-suffering friend
Please lend me a few quid
Oh God it's another day
And your stomach's feeling like a blown-up balloon
You should never have eaten that greasy food
The doctor told you that chili was bad for your blood
And you're standing at the chemist in Boots
Coughing up your guts like you're at deaths door
And all this for a packet of Do-Do's
And the assistant gives you a wink
And you turn bright red
It's at time like this that you wish you were dead
And you take the whole packet
And you feel like you've drunk a bottle of bleach
And you tell yourself Never never again
Not until next week anyway
And you were never one for holding drink
And you stagger off to the toilet
And you throw up like it was Christmas
And you miss the bowl and you hit your shoes
And there's no paper towels
What else can go wrong with you
It's a choice between a cab fare home
And a packet of cigarettes
So you choose and the money sticks
In the machine and the manager says
Tough shit drink up and leave
Oh god it's another disease
And you just got rid of the last
You were beginning to feel Okay
And the friends you gave it to Were speaking to you again
You find yourself having sex in the back of a car
And the girl underneath doesn't care who you are
And you're nearly there and she still doesn't care
And her chewing gum is getting stuck in your hair
And there's something wrong something that you've forgot
Oh shit you've forgotten the rubber
And you don't want a kid well deny it was you
Oh Christ if your dad find out
Then he'll make you stay in
And do your homework
And cut your hair
And wear your school uniform out in the street
What a fate worse than death
Oh well he can't hit you you can hit him back
And play your records so loud
All the ones that he especially hates
Deep Purple in rock Led Zeppelin too
Well even you hate those
Well on second thought
I think I'll leave home and go and live um In America
Because they earn more money there
