Killin' My Friends

Martin Weaver

Tell the story, put your shoes on and run
Try to shoot them but you don't have a gun
Watch this space 'cos the joke is on you
Your ego tells you that you're one of the few

Live tomorrow 'cos it all ends today
A politician has got nothing to say
Hate the people who don't buy what you sell
You feel naked but no one can tell
'Cos it's all too much to explain
As the whole world slips down the drain
And it feels like the 4th of July
Till the starving people walk by

You're smiling at me 'cos I'm losing my nerve
The attitude you give is all I deserve
I think I see now where the easy life ends
She laughs out loud while she's Killin' My Friends

But it's all too much to explain
As the whole world slips down the drain
And it feels like the 4th of July
Till the starving people walk by

Take two steps backwards, towards my home
The streets are empty, I walk alone
Take two steps forward, I see a different light
Just like a mirror, where will I be tonight

Well it's all too much to explain
As the whole world slips down the drain
And it feels like the 4th of July
Till the starving people walk by

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