they’ll suck your blood dry
and they’ll turn a blind eye
they’ll spread rumours round town
with a rallying cry
Friends are strangers just waiting to happen
You go online and find your inbox is empty
No message replies to sensationalize
‘Get in touch’, they’ll sometimes say
just feeble words on a digital display
Friends are strangers just waiting to happen
Strangers are just friends are just strangers
Who are waiting
To happen
It’s from the rap, the whole thing is really just tremendous
So step back 'cause you don’t know this cat
I know deep down that
You don’t want me to react
I lay low
Leaving all my options open
The decision of the jury
Has not been spoken
Step in my house
You find that your stuff has gone
But in reality to whom
Does the stuff belong?
I bring you into court
To preach my order
And you know that
You overstep the border
So no one told you that they’ll suck your blood dry
Your job’s a joke, you’re broke but they’ll turn a blind eye
It’s like they’ll spread rumours right round town
with a rallying cry of ‘Marzipan Marzipan, kestel, she speaks in vowels’
FRIENDS ARE STRAAAAANGERS (just waiting to happen)
I’m now one of only 11 people to have a ‘Great Topic’ badge on DiS. And all it took was to thoroughly humiliate myself.
Last batch of assorted lyrics, then I’m all out:
The world is old and horny
You’re not impressing anyone
You’re not impressing anyone
You’re not impressing anybody
You talk to yourself
at village fetes
You’re simply not
in the right psychological state
Crawling down below
A powercut
How predictable
Putting two and two together
Tiny ripples in the sea
Poor results and uppercuts
No information comes for free
Sitting in my room all day
Books, TV, magazines
Need nothing else to occupy me
Fuck socialising with a bunch of student cunts
You Aren’t a Dancer
But I gave an evasive answer
and now I see you in clubs
arms flailing
and I see you outside pubs
unveiling
Probably the worst of the bunch. This has been horrific but cleansing. Thank you.