Gone South

Are we going south, babe?
To the bottom of the world, babe?
Breed it to nobody
Our reasons in a high-high heel
Don't take any call for an innovation
That head is your last, accommodation
Just make sure you stay along

All night with your head
Someone had to bash it
That thought needs a drink
And a close look at it
All night with your head
Someone had to bash it

It pays to know
The way it goes-oe-oes
Don't try again
Down south it always end
That evil thing
It weep and sing
The hardest night
Is my all-time morning story

Catch you in a hard rain
Hits you like a tidal wave
Streaming through your tele
Or waiting to be
Faded in

All night with your head
Someone had to bash it
That thought needs a drink
And a close look at it
All night with your head
Someone had to bash it

It pays to know
The way it goes
Don't try again
Down south it always end
That evil thing
It weep and sing
The hardest night
Is my all-time morning story

The hardest night
Is my all-time morning story