Текст песни All Messed Up - Gary Moore
(Gary
Moore/Neil
Carter)
Party′s
over,
I
can't
drink
no
more.
My
head
is
hurtin′,
I'm
looking
for
the
door,
But
it's
so
hard
to
find,
so
hard
to
find.
Walk
to
my
car
on
my
hands
and
my
knees.
Hand
in
my
pocket,
I′m
looking
for
the
keys,
But
they′re
so
hard
to
find.
Look
at
my
son,
he's
no
friend
of
mine.
Reach
for
my
shades
before
I
go
blind.
Maybe
tomorrow
I
don′t
wanna
know.
All
messed
up
and
no
place
to
go.
I'm
seeing
double,
the
whisky′s
to
blame.
I'm
having
trouble
remembering
my
name.
So
hard
to
tell,
it′s
so
hard
to
tell.
Can't
get
no
sleep
with
the
quarrel
and
fight.
I'm
not
sure
if
I′m
dead
or
alive,
So
hard
to
tell.
Look
at
my
son,
he′s
no
friend
of
mine.
Reach
for
my
shades
before
I
go
blind.
Maybe
tomorrow
I
don't
wanna
know.
All
messed
up
with
no
place
to
go.
I
can′t
believe
it's
really
me
in
the
mirror.
Feels
like
I′m
falling
off
the
rails,
Looks
like
a
hellhouse
on
my
tail.
Look
at
my
son,
he's
no
friend
of
mine.
Reach
for
my
shades
before
I
go
blind.
Maybe
tomorrow
I
don′t
wanna
know.
All
messed
up
with
no
place
to
go.
All
messed
up
with
no
place
to
go.
All
messed
up
with
no
place
to
go.
All
messed
up
with
no
place
to
go.
All
messed
up,
All
messed
up,
All
messed
up
with
no
place
to
go.
All
messed
up
with
no
place
to
go.
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