| Song | Friend to the Friendless |
| Artist | The World |
| Artist | Inferno Friendship Society |
| Album | Just the Best Party |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Jack Terricloth/Scott Hollingsworth | |
| 作曲 : Jack Terricloth/Scott Hollingsworth | |
| I'm not above drinking alone | |
| But no good ever comes of it | |
| Unless you count me talking to you now | |
| So, have you been hurt? | |
| Did you hurt someone? | |
| Did you get all crashed down upon? | |
| Me, I'm a friend to the friendless | |
| Not that I chose it. And if I had | |
| Well, then who knows? | |
| But that one guy on the train | |
| All talking to himself | |
| Shit, he's talking to me | |
| He's saying | |
| "At school, they taught me a prayer for money | |
| A prayer for crap jobs right 'til I die | |
| Never a prayer for people, the brokenhearted | |
| The lonely." | |
| Did you let the blues make you bad? | |
| Did you get all twisted? | |
| Did you get so drunk you whispered | |
| "I think I'm gonna die"? | |
| Did you pass nights wondering why you never saw it coming? | |
| Nobody ever sees it coming, no exceptions at all | |
| Nobody ever sees it coming, no exceptions at all | |
| I'm a friend to the friendless, and I don't care | |
| If I had a choice in this, it wouldn't be fair | |
| But I don't, so let's not get all carried away | |
| With shit you wouldn't change anyway | |
| Let's make this a prayer for money | |
| A prayer for Sundays through Mondays | |
| And crap jobs right 'til I die | |
| Because where we are, we won't always be | |
| And shit, man, that could be me | |
| Getting hurt, hurting someone | |
| Getting all crashed down upon | |
| Burning holes in butterfly's wings | |
| While wishing, just wishing for other things | |
| Nobody ever sees it coming, no exceptions at all | |
| Nobody ever sees it coming. Are you ready for this? | |
| Never wear white socks with black shoes | |
| Don't get all twisted | |
| Don't let the blues make you bad | |
| I know you miss him | |
| Don't let your standards fall down with your hair | |
| How it felt when you kissed her | |
| Straighten your tie; tuck in your shirt | |
| I'm a friend to the friendless | |
| And I don't know why ,but come on kids, please | |
| We'll walk right on by | |
| I know you are lonely, you'll not always be | |
| You are so many things you will not always be |
| zuo ci : Jack Terricloth Scott Hollingsworth | |
| zuo qu : Jack Terricloth Scott Hollingsworth | |
| I' m not above drinking alone | |
| But no good ever comes of it | |
| Unless you count me talking to you now | |
| So, have you been hurt? | |
| Did you hurt someone? | |
| Did you get all crashed down upon? | |
| Me, I' m a friend to the friendless | |
| Not that I chose it. And if I had | |
| Well, then who knows? | |
| But that one guy on the train | |
| All talking to himself | |
| Shit, he' s talking to me | |
| He' s saying | |
| " At school, they taught me a prayer for money | |
| A prayer for crap jobs right ' til I die | |
| Never a prayer for people, the brokenhearted | |
| The lonely. " | |
| Did you let the blues make you bad? | |
| Did you get all twisted? | |
| Did you get so drunk you whispered | |
| " I think I' m gonna die"? | |
| Did you pass nights wondering why you never saw it coming? | |
| Nobody ever sees it coming, no exceptions at all | |
| Nobody ever sees it coming, no exceptions at all | |
| I' m a friend to the friendless, and I don' t care | |
| If I had a choice in this, it wouldn' t be fair | |
| But I don' t, so let' s not get all carried away | |
| With shit you wouldn' t change anyway | |
| Let' s make this a prayer for money | |
| A prayer for Sundays through Mondays | |
| And crap jobs right ' til I die | |
| Because where we are, we won' t always be | |
| And shit, man, that could be me | |
| Getting hurt, hurting someone | |
| Getting all crashed down upon | |
| Burning holes in butterfly' s wings | |
| While wishing, just wishing for other things | |
| Nobody ever sees it coming, no exceptions at all | |
| Nobody ever sees it coming. Are you ready for this? | |
| Never wear white socks with black shoes | |
| Don' t get all twisted | |
| Don' t let the blues make you bad | |
| I know you miss him | |
| Don' t let your standards fall down with your hair | |
| How it felt when you kissed her | |
| Straighten your tie tuck in your shirt | |
| I' m a friend to the friendless | |
| And I don' t know why, but come on kids, please | |
| We' ll walk right on by | |
| I know you are lonely, you' ll not always be | |
| You are so many things you will not always be |
| zuò cí : Jack Terricloth Scott Hollingsworth | |
| zuò qǔ : Jack Terricloth Scott Hollingsworth | |
| I' m not above drinking alone | |
| But no good ever comes of it | |
| Unless you count me talking to you now | |
| So, have you been hurt? | |
| Did you hurt someone? | |
| Did you get all crashed down upon? | |
| Me, I' m a friend to the friendless | |
| Not that I chose it. And if I had | |
| Well, then who knows? | |
| But that one guy on the train | |
| All talking to himself | |
| Shit, he' s talking to me | |
| He' s saying | |
| " At school, they taught me a prayer for money | |
| A prayer for crap jobs right ' til I die | |
| Never a prayer for people, the brokenhearted | |
| The lonely. " | |
| Did you let the blues make you bad? | |
| Did you get all twisted? | |
| Did you get so drunk you whispered | |
| " I think I' m gonna die"? | |
| Did you pass nights wondering why you never saw it coming? | |
| Nobody ever sees it coming, no exceptions at all | |
| Nobody ever sees it coming, no exceptions at all | |
| I' m a friend to the friendless, and I don' t care | |
| If I had a choice in this, it wouldn' t be fair | |
| But I don' t, so let' s not get all carried away | |
| With shit you wouldn' t change anyway | |
| Let' s make this a prayer for money | |
| A prayer for Sundays through Mondays | |
| And crap jobs right ' til I die | |
| Because where we are, we won' t always be | |
| And shit, man, that could be me | |
| Getting hurt, hurting someone | |
| Getting all crashed down upon | |
| Burning holes in butterfly' s wings | |
| While wishing, just wishing for other things | |
| Nobody ever sees it coming, no exceptions at all | |
| Nobody ever sees it coming. Are you ready for this? | |
| Never wear white socks with black shoes | |
| Don' t get all twisted | |
| Don' t let the blues make you bad | |
| I know you miss him | |
| Don' t let your standards fall down with your hair | |
| How it felt when you kissed her | |
| Straighten your tie tuck in your shirt | |
| I' m a friend to the friendless | |
| And I don' t know why, but come on kids, please | |
| We' ll walk right on by | |
| I know you are lonely, you' ll not always be | |
| You are so many things you will not always be |