F.F.F.

Lyrics
Farewell, my fair-weather friend Senseless reasoning You believe what you want to believe Farewell, my fair-weather friend On you no one can depend Bad times Now they must end Whatever you want it to be For you that's what it will be Honesty to you is arbitrary Logic is lost in your Cranial abattoir Shallow Empty inside Sly-witted And full of snide Bad times Now they must end The shutter-speed of your thinking process Is small Too small Too full of pride Bad times Now they must end [Guitar solo] Farewell, my fair-weather friend Bad times Now they must end Farewell, my fair-weather friend Farewell, my fair-weather friend Bad times Now they must end Used to be nice Now you're twice as nice Used to be good Now you're too good Farewell, my fair-weather friend Bad times They must end On you no one can depend Farewell, my fair-weather friend Logic is lost in your Cranial abattoir Shallow Empty inside Sly-witted Full of snide The shutter-speed of your thinking process Is small Too small Too full of pride Lost in a storm Farewell, my fair-weather friend Bad times Now they must end Farewell, my fair-weather friend Farewell, my fair-weather friend Farewell, my fair-weather friend Farewell, my fair-weather friend [Backwards audio]
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Credits
- Writers
- Bill Laswell
- John Lydon