I heard your record on the telephone It was my cousin, Joan She picked it up from the top 40 rack and then
I read your interview in Rolling Stone You threw the boys a bone And so I genuinely felt obliged to call
I know You never meant to hurt us, man We're just a baby band You found a quicker way To scale the wall of fame
The situation's awfully dim Should we up and go with him? No way (no way, 1, 2, 3, 4)
[chorus] We know exactly where you are, and you're gone (my friend) Don't know exactly where you're coming from You've gone away my friend We know exactly where you are, and you're gone (my friend) Don't know exactly where you're coming from Have you gone astray (gone)
I saw your video on VH-1 Looks like they spent a ton How does it feel to be the flavor for a spell
And I remember when you used to say "Jesus is the way" I never thought I'd see your light begin to fade
The situation's awfully dim Should we up and go with him? No way (no way, 1, 2, 3, 4)
[repeat chorus]
[bridge] Don't think we don't miss you (We think about you every day) We still love you anyway ('cause Love don't go away) There's still this burning question (I got to know) Why?
(What will people think when they Hear that I'm a Jesus freak?)
Ah, ah, ah (hey) (While this is something of fantasy) (The moral of the story is) (To stick with your friends) Ah, ah, ah, ah (hey) (What will you do if you lose 'em) (You've known 'em all since you were 10) (Get off your butt) Ah, ah, ah, (hey) (Go think of all the things you did) (You would get shot for one of them) (and they would for you, too) Ah, ah, ah (hey, hey, 1, 2, 3, 4)
[repeat chorus]
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, and you're gone (my friend) Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, so long You've gone away, my friend Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, and you're gone (my friend) Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, so long We'll see you someday Wish you well Na, na, na, na, na, my friendTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
