Oh I’ll misuse the well of lust And I don’t know my bounds So I will soak and later puke Oh I don’t buy their words That I had every soul in Seoul, oh Lord And in the morning I will ache so In the morning, again, oh Lord Gangnam misery again And in my room I play some songs to her while she disrobes But while I sing I start to brood On how I always pull This pseudo-glamourous shit, again, oh Lord And in the morning I will ache so In the morning, again, oh Lord Gangnam misery again, oh Lord Gangnam misery again Don’t wanna cry never again For mASS or NB or the Answer