Friends for Never The Midnight Beast
[C]One day we're [G]friends forever,
[Am]Next day we're [G]friends for never,
[F]Who say, you say, [G]we're best friends,
[F]I say, he say, [G]till the end.
[C]Our friendships [G]like a slice of [Am]chocolate cake,[G]
You're the [F]icing, you'd be the[Em] sponge,
When we're[F] together we [G]become,
[C]A perfect way to [G]end a perfect [Am]dinner time,
Quite subs[G]tantial glass of[F] wine,
A tasty [Em]mint goes down a t[F]reat, and helps my
[G]indigestion.
[C]Digest this [G]factual piece of [Am]evidence,
I'm your [G]butter, you're my [F]toast,
The gravy [Em]on my Sunday r[F]oast,
-I'm not a fan of your [G]roasts,
[C]What do you mean?
You [G]told me that you liked the one I [Am]cooked the other
day
[G]-I don't remember
You [F]said you liked the sprouts
[Em]-I don't know what to s[F]ay.
Then you should shut your [G]mouth.
[C]One day we're [G]friends for ever,
[Am]Go take [G]some singing lessons
[F]What was that?
Nothing twat.
[G]You're a prick
[F]Eat my shit,
No thank you,
It [G]wouldn't be nice.
[C]Our friendships [G]kind of like a [Am]prostitute,
[G](How?)
Quite worn [F]out, yet still quite [Em]fit,
Quite nice [F]arse, great pair of [G]tits.
Well, that's not [C]relevant,
Isn't it?
[C]You're [G]full of shit, and that what's [Am]relevant
Is it?
I'm [G]going to have a think,
[F] Will you [Em]tell me what you think o[F]f?
[G]No.
Play this twice during the rap part:
[C]En[G]te[Am]r, [G]uh[F] [Em] [F] [G]
One day we're friends, the next we're not,
It's so confusing the why's and what's
What the hell,
I thought we were friends just now,
Then I remembered, we had a row (oh yeah)
We're like Bradd Pitt and Angela,
But we don't have a child from Cambodia
Uh uh
I'm sick and tired of us having no fun,
Stop being pussy's, and go and work your problems out
son,
'coz i'm done
[C]One day we're [G]born together (one day we're born)
[Am]Next day it's [G]stormy weather (next day we're torn)
[F]Who say, you say [G]we're not friends
[F]I say, he say, [G]fuck you bender
[C]One day i'm [G]your blood brother,
[Am]Next day its, [G]fuck your mother
[F]-no offence, tell your mum I [G]think she's quite nice,
that par[F]ticular dig was di[G]rected at you and not your
[C]mother.
My mother used to have a nice smile on her face, till
dad went out to get some more milk.
He never did come back...
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