Hit the sack

Back in black, I hit the sack I been too long, I'm glad to be back Yes I am, let loose from the noose That's kept me hanging about

My good friend Godfrey is most adept, he's really got the knack. He likes to have a pheasant plucked before he hit the sack. I like to give a helping hand, I gather up the feathers.

A few more syllables just for the fucking craic And a few more lines before I hit the sack When the cops do a check

The phoenix is taking off now Au revoir, my friends, have a good time I tell my old life adieu, hit the sack, kick the pack! I do like the Indian children do, do the shoe of Manitou 1 1. He ist referring to two different things here but connecting them in the same ...

Insomnia attacks Watching flies with my eyes till sunrise It's daylight when I hit the sack

Been in fifteen states Every woman seemed to fade out of my mind I hit the bottle and hit the sack and cried What's all this laughter on the 22nd floor

I got bumps big as mountains. I am an atheist but ” Lord, help me”. I’ve seen it all, I think I’ll go home and hit the sack. Bartender asks if I want another one, I’m like: ‘yes, please.’

you better sleep tight the rest of the day. You see, I could be a sleeper, it's not rest I lack, 'cause I hit the sack when the sun's coming back.  

Never watch a documentary about Boris Johnson Before you hit the sack Cause you will have a nightmare about Boris Johnson

Go to bed, go to bed, go to bed Baby go to bed Relax, got to hit the sack (hit that sack Jack) Go to bed, go to bed, go to bed

I've got nothing to do today And the world is closed today I'm just going to hit the sack again Because everything else doesn't make any sense anyway

stop you're becoming naive I must hit the sack, sleep on it and our truths this evening don't feel like sleeping

It's night on the council estate, Willy finally opens his eyes. He'd hit the sack at dawn, maybe a bit wasted.

First, shoot me a text when you’re awake. Second, give me a heads up if you’re going somewhere. Third, make sure to say goodnight before you hit the sack. That’s all. All I want is

Back in black, I hit the sack I've been too long, I'm glad to be back Yes, I'm let loose from the noose That's kept me hangin' about

Go away little critter Your yelping, it ain't helping me to hit the sack Get along little varmint

You should know that our time is too valuable to be wasted Tick-tock, the time keeps passing, you see On your way home, before you hit the sack You’ll come to regret it, so why don’t you look at me now?

Edward is doing the scratches and Sylu is backing me up as my hype man. Before I hit the sack I’m counting the scrilla.

Sit in pubs in wintertime, Swiggin’ lots (of shots) of schnapps Hit the sack way too late Bicker and brawl

I'll be slipping in 'round the back I just need a little, a little cab fare And then I'll let you hit the sack