Old Friends
I saw you at the railway station,There had been a cancellation,You were smoking cigarettes alone.
I walked up and said, "Hello,I lost my wife two days ago".You shook my hand, said,"Francis. What's your name?"
And you had a hat,And I had a hat.Mmm...We both had hats.
And my wife was dead,And your wife was dead,"Shit happens," Francis said.
Francis said, "it's five o'clock,How about we find a rockAnd throw it at some carsFrom the bridge?"
I laughed and said," that sounds like fun".We walked into the setting sun,And Francis said,"I'm aiming at the kids".
And he threw a rock,So I threw a rock.We both put some gravel in a sock.
And he threw the sock,I said, "we should stop".He smiled at meThen threw a rock in a sock.
We snuck down to the local farm,And there we open up the barnTo set the horses free,And watch them run.
The moon was extra bright that night,The horses in the pale moonlight,"Watch this," Francis saidAnd pulled his gun.
And he shot a horse,So I shot a horse.Francis choked a chikenWith his hands.
We watched them die,We started to cry."I'm bored," Francis said,"Let's steal a car".
Oh Margaret! oh Margaret,Don't you worry about me now,I'm doin' just fine on my own.
There are other things to laughThan your soft skin against mine,And Francis is helping me move on.
I'm moving on...
"Life's a bitch,"A wise man said,"No matter whatYou end up deadAnd all that you could wish forIs a friend..."
So pour another glass of wine,With Franci's shoulder touching mine.I stare at him untilThe bitter end.
And you have a hat,And I have I hat.Mmm...We both have hats.
And you wife is dead,And my wife is dead.
"Here's the life,"Francis said.
"Here's the life,"Francis said.
"Here's the life,"Francis said...