Found a friend
Found a friend not too long ago,
didn’t know it’d be the last
we drank the liquor cabinet empty
yea, we had a blast.
He moved in and we split the beer
and drunkenly teepee’d a tree
most of the time we were so shit-faced,
being sober might as well been free
yea, tho’ it was self destruction,
no better way to kill yourself
found a friend, never knew his name
put sobriety on the shelf
He worked in a music store,
that we’d party after-hours
the night before he left
we puked the bathroom showers
yea, tho’ it was the last I saw of him
you keep the good times alive
found a friend, haven’t found one since
can’t say I ever was deprived.
Yea, you move on, but your still on this planet
so really you’ve not moved an inch
with or without a friend, you’re still gonna die
so give yourself a pinch.
----- by Dean McRae
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