Friends in high places
And a song to believe
Wiping their faces, with the heart on your sleeve
Can you draw aces, with a sleight of hand
I didn't know the places where they gamble their land
A friend indeed is a friend in need
And too many ducks to breed
Give me a false friend, show me the decoy
There is an Earth quake to a avoid
When your boots shake to destroy
Those towers of Babel in a foreign land
The songs that stand taller than anyone can
Yes it was murphy's law I knew it had to be his
As I walked in the bar and asked for a fizz
We don't serve women here, you have to bring your own
Not necessary to own your own home
Get what's coming to you
If you survive the ordeal
Maybe God will punish you
For ordering that meal
Maybe Christ will have mery
And on bended knee
You'll know the value of certainy
In life's inconstancy
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