Just Good Friends

Lyrics written by Neil O'Brien.


When I woke up this morning
The sun was smiling and I felt good
But there's nothing quite so fragile
As a happy, care-free mood
By the time I'd finished breakfast
Ugly thoughts crowded my head
Faced with this reality
I just wanted to go back to bed

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Day after day, stuck in a rut
Dreaming of the sun
Slowly decay and gather dust
And it's no fucking fun
The urge to live is denied
Snatched from us while we're young
To prepare us for frustrated lives
And that's no fucking fun

The highlight of the week:
Another night down the pub
Piss it out and puke it up -
Pure liquid fun
The same dull frenzy in the clubs
Desperation is in the air
Drunken fights and disposable fucks
That's how we forget our cares

And if this life is so great
Why do we feel the need to get out of our heads?
And if this culture is so cool
Then why does it feel half-dead?
Maybe I'm just cynical
And I envy them their fun
And I'm looking for some meaning
In places where there's none

The radio is playing the same limp shit
In an endless heavy rotation
A decadent parade of greed and smut
To help numb your imagination
Oh you can dance and sing along!
And dream of Kylie's bum...
But it doesn't mean shit, it's fantasy
And that's no fucking fun

So just go through the motions
Pretend you're happy when you're not
Always look on the bright side
Try to ignore your poxy lot
And if you feel your grip slip
Keep that smile on your face
Count your blessings and keep hoping
It'll all soon go away

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There's nothing on TV
Just Holiday Homes In The Sun
A useless daydream for the unemployed
And that's no fucking fun
I hate your fucking culture
So shallow, so facile
Mundane glamour and pleasantries
None of it quite real

Oh they smile and flash a bit of flesh
The stars are out tonight
It's no hardship for the privileged
To pretend everything's alright
But I for one won't buy it:
The whole rotten scam is wrong
It's just another illusion
And that's no fucking fun

Am I being unrealistic
In demanding something more
Than a petty, squalid existence
That feels like one long yawn
I think I know what I want
And it's not what I've been given
It's very simple: all I want
Is a life that is worth living

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