PLACEBO's video: Placebo - In The Cold Light Of Morning Live at Radiokulturhaus Vienna 2006

Placebo perform 'In The Cold Light Of Morning' live at Vienna's Radiokulturhaus on April 14th 2006. Subscribe: http://smarturl.it/SubscribePlacebo http://www.placeboworld.co.uk/ ————————— 2020 marks the 20 year anniversary of Black Market Music. Revisit this album here: https://placebo.ffm.to/blackmarketmusic.oyd Follow Placebo: Instagram: https://placeboworld.lnk.to/InstagramYD Facebook: https://placeboworld.lnk.to/facebookYD Twitter: https://placeboworld.lnk.to/TwitterYD Spotify: https://placeboworld.lnk.to/spotifyYD Apple Music: https://placeboworld.lnk.to/appleYD Store: https://placeboworld.lnk.to/storeYD ————————— This is the official YouTube channel of Placebo, on this channel you will find all of the official video content from the band including music videos, full album playlist, live show footage and more. PLACEBO was formed in London in 1994 by singer-guitarist Brian Molko and guitarist-bassist Stefan Olsdal. The band has released 7 studio albums to date, including: Placebo - 1996 Without You I’m Nothing - 1998 Black Market Music - 2000 Sleeping with Ghosts - 2003 Meds - 2006 Battle For The Sun - 2009 Loud Like Love - 2013 Placebo have released over 30 singles, including tracks Nancy Boy, Pure Morning, Every You Every Me, Taste In Men, Without You I’m Nothing ft David Bowie, Slave To The Wage, Special K, The Bitter End, Meds, For What It’s Worth, The Never-Ending Why, Too Many Friends, Loud Like Love and many more. ————————— In The Cold Light of Morning lyrics: In cold light of morning While everyone is yawning, you're high In the cold light of morning The party gets boring, you're high As your skin starts to scratch And wave yesterdays action goodbye Forget past indiscretions And stolen possessions, you're high In the cold light In the cold light of morning While everyone's yawning, you're high In the cold light of morning You're drunk sick from whoring and high Staring back from the mirrors A face that you don't recognise It's a loser, a sinner A cock in a dildo's disguise In the cold light Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow As your skin starts to scratch And wave yesterdays action goodbye Forget past indiscretions And stolen possessions, you're high In the cold light of day Tomorrow's only a kettle Whistle, whistle Whistle, whistle Whistle, whistle Whistle, whistle Whistle away In the cold light of day