"The Real Damage" as written by and Francis Edward Turner....
I woke up on a sofa in an unfamiliar house, surrounded by sleeping folks I didn't know.
On failing to find my friends, I decided it was clearly time to go.
So I made my way out of the door as quietly as I could - there was no one there I knew to say goodbye,
Squinting in the sadly sobering sunshine of the Sunday morning light.

I started the night with all my friends and I ended up alone.
I started out so happy now I'm hungover and down.
It was about then that I realized I was half-way through the best years of my life.

I scanned the local landmarks, trying to find out where I was, and maybe even find a bus back home,
Longing for a shower, and for clean sheets, and a charger for my phone.
Suddenly it hit me - I got paid this Friday last, and so I rifled through my pockets for some change.
But all I found was a packet of broken cigarettes and a sinking sense of shame.

I had to ask myself:
Is is really worth it? Is any of this worth it?
Well the whole thing's far from perfect,
But I've yet to figure out a better way to spend my time.

Too many suits and dirty looks made me rack my brains - the real damage started to sink in.
It'd been quite a heavy weekend and I could just about remember where I'd been.
Well I started the night with all my friends and I ended up alone,
I started out so happy now I'm hungover and down.
I stood on a street corner and I felt a little sick.
It was about then that I realized I was halfway through the first day of the week.







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"The Real Damage" as written by Francis Edward Turner

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  • +1
    General Commenti think its also a bit of an appreciation of the freedom of that social life, yes its meaningless, but its fun and its free
    sl8ron January 15, 2008   Link
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    General CommentTonight Frank mentioned that it's about a weekend he had spent, starting Saturday night, drinking with a friend who found out his girlfriend was pregnant, then finding that Sunday was completely blank as he realizes it was actually Monday when he regained consciousness.
    mcm1610on July 02, 2009   Link
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    General CommentThis song is simply just the greatest song about a hangover ever and its sooo true!!
    emo_boy1234on November 02, 2006   Link
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    General Commentwell i think it's a little deeper than that, maybe a sense of emptiness in a meaningless and repetitive social life that never leaves you fulfilled the next day.
    comeonteamlucaon September 24, 2007   Link

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