hair of the dog Songtext
von Tele Novella

(Eye of newt, toe of frog
Wing of bat, hair of the dog)
Are you stuck in your bed like a song in your head
Got a cold sweat, X′s for eyes
Eating words, breathing fire
You feel ole, you feel tired
Every little sound is
An unpleasant surprise

You can't run, you can′t hide
You can't feel anything inside
You want to die
Told you once, told you twice
You won't take any good advice
And so you suffer


Here you are, black and blue
Called in sick, feigning the flu
Wearing the same shirt, that you wore last night
Your hard-pressed to recall
How you ended up here at all
There is only one wrong
That could make this rye

In the land where I′m from
There′s a remedy
That has come down generations
Known as hair of the dog
The bitch you- it won't take much
To get you back under the (co)verse

Cauldron in the middle of the night
Add the barley add the rye
Over the fire, stir and let it lie
In the magic of the pale moonlight
It′s ready, come and have a taste
I hold my breath as I watch your face
You've no longer X′s for eyes
Every sound is not an unpleasant surprise
An unpleasant surprise
An unpleasant surprise
An unpleasant surprise