Handcuffed to the bar Their buddies jerked back and forth You watch the band finish their set They look like sharks swimming in their swells The feedback starts and the singer yells "I'd rather die than give you control" But he's already sold the whole damn thing For a big loan
I stepped out for a light Stepped out for a smoke In the parking lots you're all going for a broke You've been marinated in whiskey and gin You say we're all friends, now it runs down your chin
Oh yes, we're all friends now Oh yeah, we're all friends now We're all friends now
Oh yes, we're all friends now Oh yeah, we're all friends now We're all friends nowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
