Please do not follow where I am leading Someone must clear these things away Here in the burnt out husk of the morning Strung out with nothing left to say Yeah this was one hell of a party Nobody ever got to bed But the morning after's killing me And I have to rest my head And just where were we trying to get to? I can't recall one single word The faces that pushed themselves before you Congeal into one, nothing transferred But this was one hell of a party And it's still living in my head But the morning after shines so cold So I'll follow where I'm lead Yeah, this was one hell of a party Nobody got to go to bed Let's face it now, it's over And this morning after's killing me And I have to rest my head