More songs by Steve French
Description
Producer: Steve French
Lyrics and translation
Original
I don't recognize myself in those eyes or that weird smile.
But I know that light and what it was like waiting for the alarm, and walking all the way home singing. . .
Ugly white balloon.
I could be anywhere, and I would still see you.
Ugly white balloon, ugly white balloon.
When the hair of the dog changes into another dog, it's gonna hurt.
It's gonna hurt me bad.
Stuck in a reckless dream as I'm leaning in for a second try.
I know it's on me for seeing tragedy as we near the end of all the treasure hunt.
Ugly white balloon.
I could be anywhere, and I would still see you.
Ugly white balloon, ugly white balloon.
When the hair of the dog changes into another dog, it's gonna hurt. It's gonna hurt me bad.
At last, when the hair of the dog changes into another dog, it's gonna hurt.
It's gonna hurt me bad.
At last,
I'll put it to rest.
English translation
I don't recognize myself in those eyes or that weird smile.
But I know that light and what it was like waiting for the alarm, and walking all the way home singing. . .
Ugly white balloon.
I could be anywhere, and I would still see you.
Ugly white balloon, ugly white balloon.
When the hair of the dog changes into another dog, it's gonna hurt.
It's gonna hurt me bad.
Stuck in a reckless dream as I'm leaning in for a second try.
I know it's on me for seeing tragedy as we near the end of all the treasure hunt.
Ugly white balloon.
I could be anywhere, and I would still see you.
Ugly white balloon, ugly white balloon.
When the hair of the dog changes into another dog, it's gonna hurt. It's gonna hurt me bad.
At last, when the hair of the dog changes into another dog, it's gonna hurt.
It's gonna hurt me bad.
At last,
I'll put it to rest.