Charming Mess - The Black Crowes

Find me wrecked in the mornin'

I’m waiting for the wheels to get rollin'

Starving got a head ache crawling

Some say, I’m only harmless

Yeah baby, harmless

Praying, waiting for the sunset

Complaining, just to hear myself talking

Broke down, so lonely-hearted, someday

When the show gets going

Yes, baby going

And everybody starts singing «man he looks a wreck»

Singing «what a charming little mess»

Singing «wonder if he’ll see next week»

Catch me, down the drain twisted

Pinch me, just to see if I’m breathing

Bleeding, it’s only when I’m singing

I know I can never see clearer

Oh yes baby, clearer

And everybody starts singing «man he looks a wreck»

Singing «what a charming little mess»

Singing «wonder if he’ll see next week»

And everybody starts singing «man he looks a wreck»

Singing «what a charming little mess»

Singing «I wonder if he’ll ever, ever wanna see next week»

Singing «man he looks a wreck»

Singing «what a charming little mess»

Singing «I wonder if he’ll ever, ever wanna see next week»

Singing «man he looks a wreck»

Singing «what a charming little mess»

Singing «I wonder baby, if he’ll ever, gonna see next week»