4 A.M. - The Levellers

It’s 4 o’clock in the morning

We’re still putting the world to rights

The whiskeys started talking

There’s a fire in your eyes

Conspiracy lies heavily

In every word you breath

Contencious bones — widely known Watering the seed

Be sure to send a postcard

When you get there let me know

You know that I won’t stop you when you go

It’s 5 o’clock in the morning

And you’re glad to be alive

The booze has finished working

The world is on your side

It’s clear to see this tyranny

Is all some kind of plot

You secretly confide in me

Where’s there’s brass there’s muck

Be sure to send a postcard

When you get there let me know

You know that I won’t stop you when you go

Be sure to send a postcard

When you get there let me know

I hope that you can make it on your own

It’s 6 o’clock in the morning

And there’s nowhere left to hide

Now we’ve seen the dawning

All that’s left is our goodbye

It’s hard to see the sanity

In what we call our lives

At times it seems that you just need

To follow what’s inside

Be sure to send a postcard

When you get there let me know

You know that I won’t stop you when you go

Be sure to send a postcard

When you get there let me know

I hope that you can make it on your own

Be sure to send a postcard

When you get there let me know

I hope that you can make it on your own