Вершы: Zevon Warren. Sentimental Hygiene.

Every day I get up in the morning and go to work
And do my job -- whatever
I need some
Sentimental hygiene
Everybody's at war these days
Let's have a mini-surrender
I need some
Sentimental hygiene
Everybody's had to hurt about it
No one wants to go without it
It's so hard to find it
Sentimental hygiene
Every night I come home exhausted
>From trying to get along
I need some
Sentimental hygiene
Everybody's joining up to fight
For the right to be wrong
I need some

Sentimental hygiene
Some nights I drive my car
Up and down the boulevard
It's so hard to find it
Sentimental hygiene
Everybody's had to hurt about it
No one wants to go without it
It's so hard to find it
Sentimental hygiene
Some nights I drive my car
Up and down the boulevard
It's so hard to find it
Sentimental hygiene
Sentimental hygiene
I need some
Sentimental hygiene