Oh I’ll misuse the well of lust
And I don’t know my bounds
So I will soak and later puke
Oh I don’t buy their words
That I had every soul in Seoul, oh Lord

And in the morning I will ache so
In the morning, again, oh Lord
Gangnam misery again

And in my room 
I play some songs to her while she disrobes

But while I sing I start to brood
On how I always pull

This pseudo-glamourous shit, again, oh Lord

And in the morning I will ache so
In the morning, again, oh Lord
Gangnam misery again, oh Lord
Gangnam misery again

Don’t wanna cry never again
For mASS or NB or the Answer

Oh I’ll misuse the well of lust
And I don’t know my bounds
So I will soak and later puke
Oh I don’t buy their words
That I had every soul in Seoul, oh Lord

In the morning I will ache so
Gangnam misery again, oh Lord
In the morning I will ache so
Gangnam misery again, oh Lord
In the morning I will ache so
Gangnam misery again, oh Lord
In the morning I will ache so
Gangnam misery again, oh Lord