Lyrics Hour After Hour - Government Warning

Hour After Hour

Every night I’m born and killed
I just can’t seem to get my fill
Every night the world begins
From a tiny spark, and then it ends
Up all night
Up all night, can’t scratch the itch
Up all night, what a son of a bitch
I’ve got this awful itch
And it’s impossible to scratch
And this tiny little shit-hole apartment
Is alway fucking trashed
Cracking up means breaking down
I tread the water, but always drown
Exhausted thoughts and screeching sounds
It’s 4am in a tired little town
Up all night & I’ve got the itch
Up all night, what a son of a bitch
I could go all night
Hour after hour
The music’s so fucking loud
But it always can go louder
Hour after hour