Lyrics

Foot stuck in someone else's door 'Cause they've got money and you want more Is that what friends are for? It's the same old same old same old same old bore Well sell your mother and sell your children Melt them down and mould some new ones And nail them to the door Is that what friends are for? It's the same old same old same old same old bore You watch TV and I'll watch the walls And you can sleep and I can draw pictures on the floor Is that what friends are for? It's thе same old same old same old samе old bore