Lyrics:
My Friends

and won't ask you where you've been With your backless black dress soaked to the skin When it's said and done they're all scrambling And we're friends, yeah, we're friends

bright And I don't need no friends As long as I gaze on Waterloo sunset I am in paradise Every day I look at the world From my window But chilly, chilly

' a grudge I'm makin' monsters for my friends I'm makin' monsters for my friends I'm makin' monsters for my friends I'm makin' monsters for my friends

New Yorkers have the most familiar faces And they do their drugs in the most public places Every week an old friend shows up, surprise And wants my friends

little help from my friends Mmm, gonna try with a little help from my friends Oh, I get high with a little help from my friends Yes, I get by with a little help from my friends

You've come a long way From the runny-nosed and scruffy kid I knew You had such good ways I can remember the little things That always made you smile

life with the magic that he brings So many good friends we know All my friends are different, but we love them all the same Our friends are different

My friends are getting famous Oh what can I do My friends are getting famous And I think I ought to My friends are getting famous They're having a blast

saved Perhaps you could help me to demonstrate How your center can keep up its sickening spin Thank you, my treacherous friends Perhaps for my children your surface will smile Hello, my treacherous friends