Promises, promises Old tired, worn out second hand sentences One thing, with you is certain You're a really sad person. So sad
Disappointed a few people When friendship reared its ugly head Disappointed a few people Well, isn't that what friends are for? What friends are for? What friends are for? What friends are for? What are friends for?
You, you're just a really bad person Who won't, you won't listen to anyone No, not you With those half moon eyelids Just babbling on, your useless defences. So sad
Disappointed a few people When friendship reared its ugly head Disappointed a few people Well, isn't that what friends are for? What friends are for? What friends are for? What friends are for? What are friends for?
This erratic haphazard, fluttering This to-ing and fro-ing Like a confused moth The collusion, illusion And it's all ad infinitum You really sad person. You're really so sad
Disappointed a few people When friendship reared its ugly head Disappointed a few people Well, isn't that what friends are for? What friends are for? What friends are for? What friends are for? What are friends for?
Fools and horses Running their courses And brow beaten down Like dust on the ground You cheat easily Like sweet charity And all of the bastards The world despises Springing surprises In newer disguises You cheat easily Like all charityTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
