You Are Not My Friend (1999)

Never felt bad lending a hand
I think you hoped I wouldn't be in a band
Broken ashtray I can always replace
I kick the door then I spit in your face

You are not my friend
Never ever again

Dream of sunsets with a drink in the sand
Of all my friends and losing money in the van
Remember holidays that weren't such a waste
And a broken jaw from a punch in the face

Picture perfect with a frame that pretends
To be a martyr for a cause with no end
I was thinking that you needed a break
What I meant was every bone in your face
A mental photo of discoloured eyes
Of dirty carpets and moistened thighs
These recollections I will keep to the end
I'm sure it's wrong that you were never my friend

Sunday morning settle down,
Remember to stay drunk on my way around

This seems to be the place for me
That there is little sympathy I've found

I've found this down here,

Helicopter's coming 'round,
Can't seem to fly now, over from this town

There's hidden cameras in my drink
Let's have a look good at what you've been sick and found

I've found this down here.

Don't you know the only way to win
It's gambling, vomit and sleeping in the bin

Blackjack table. Starting out,
I checked her vod, that's 22. I'm out

I put it all on black 13,
I'm feeling sick it must be someone's shout

We're all down here,

Don't you know the only way to win
It's gambling, vomit and sleeping in the bin

That way I won't own you anything
It's gambling, vomit and sleeping in the bin

I won't own you anything
When I'm sleeping in the bin

I won't own you anything
When I'm sleeping in the bin

In a doorway, out of seat,
I need to find a place to sleep
It's been 10 days without a sun, all in the name of having fun.
I think all night about leaving town.
Someone buys another round. Aggressive to a lower state, having fun and lose your mate.
I said to myself, I'll fall, I'll fall. But there's credibility in losing it all.

Don't you know the only way to win
It's gambling, vomit and slipping in the bin

That way I won't own you anything
It's gambling, vomit and slipping in the Biiiiieeaan.

I don't think I like it
But I'm hanging around
I'm itching to go
And it brings me down

Going to a shit-town
I've gotta say
The only good thing
Is driving away

Always gotta find to the
Place we've gotta get
We're out of there as fast
As Frenzal in the wet

We make friends
And a few of them stick
Sometimes they're great
sometimes they're pricks

Gotta learn to like it
Like it or not
Avoid getting beat up
Avoid getting shot

Then it's 1, 2, 3,
Then 4 on the floor
Get the fuck away
Don't let it through the door

Gotta find a new place Gotta meet a new face Gotta try something I've never done before

I've got to get away Find a better day Release me while the Porch light fades

Breaking the bank Now we're breaking a string Breaking the law Breaking other people's things

Trying to get right Trying not to fight Always spending money On useless shite

Want to have a good time ??? very well Drink too much Then I'm sure I'll go to hell

Going 24 hours Seven days a week Some time soon We've gotta get some sleep

There's nothing like the feeling Of the sun upon your back Or the mystery of the unknown

We've gotta go, We've gotta go now Don't look back and don't be slow It's time to go and chase the sun