There's the indie guy, the mischievous kind, Replacing MDMA with Cocain
before going out on a saturday night, So now he's the anxious kind.
He hides some charlie under he's woolly jumper

But he went and got powder over he's tweed tie.

Ushered out from his favourite club,

they threaten him with a life time ban
But the bouncers know his mum
so they come to an agreement when he offered them a few grams.


There's the rock chick adding more lipstick before taking pics of her pouting lips
in the toilet, where her friend is being sick from a glass of vodka

brought by a guy in a woolly jumper, It was free so it was worth the risk
but now she wishes she brought herself a jagermiester!


CHORUS
Evening! Evening Pills! (Evening Pills)... Tonights the night to make yourself ill (Yeah, get yourself ill)
Before the morning pills, oh before the morning pill!

(uh huh, yeah, before the morning after)

Tonights the night to make yourself ill! (you don't look well)

Before the morning pills, before the morning.

There's the single mum rubbing up someone much younger than her husband who watches from the bar as the cuddling progress before he pulls her away by the dress, ending the night with angry sex, leaving more questions on whether the love they have left

is worth the arguments when both of them will never be genuine.

There's the know how clown who walks proud around his town in his white v neck, tight t-shirt making enemies who doubt what comes out from his mouth, like the lad did in the wooly jumper, who previously had sex with his ex in the girls toilets, He tried to make a bribe before this guy started a fight.


There's a diplomat between the !@&^for tat attack, until he decides what side he'll be on if the bribe doesn't stop the combat.
unlike the bouncers, he didn't sucumb to the indie kids offer, maybe because he didn't know his tactile mum

who had just been pulled out from the club being called !@#% by his dad,
so the outcome was their son getting kicked in by that @@#!y lad and losing the 8ball of !@%!e he had...


Now he wishes he stayed at home where his girlfriend's at!

That's the least of your worries, the least of your worries

The girl you gone and done has got a bigger tummy
and it's not because she's getting fat!


CHORUS
Evening! Evening Pills! (Evening Pills)... Tonights the night to make yourself ill (Yeah, get yourself ill)
Before the morning pills, before the morning pill!

(uh huh, yeah, before the morning after)

Tonights the night to make yourself ill! (you don't look well)

Before the morning pills, before the morning pill.