So Called Friend - Uncle Tupelo
Never again, your so called friend Will leave you sick and dry This friend has a name Knows the gutter and shame This so called friend of you and I ?, the long-term goals Are to leave this friend behind He knows what I lack Is a place under the sack For every other tie that binds This last night on the town Might be your last fun time out And you think to yourself There must be a better way than the same routine For more than once, you pay More than once, you pay Butt full of lead, stuck in your web Held captive by the stream Thoughts in your head The minute I sped And you still had time to dream This last night on the town Might be your last And you smile at things and wave goodbye More excuses to never even try As you wave goodbye Forget what I said, your friend's not dead He's only gone for a while Come back to that crack between what's white and what's black And give you one last smile This last night on the town Might be your last fun time out And you think to yourself There must be a better way than the same routine For more than once, you pay More than once, you pay
Artist: Uncle Tupelo
Title: So Called Friend