You Won’t
Friends In Exile
Remember me
Remember you
Among the ranks
Two of a crew
Free as a bird
To waste our time
Among the young
Among the blind

Ah-da-da-da-da-dah

Sing with me now
The strange refrain
Of what we were
And what remains
Look at you now
Lost in the weeds
Mind in the gutter
Ass in the breeze

Oooh
Oooh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh

Oooh
Oooh
Oooh
Whoa-oh oh-oh-oh

We men of means
Hung up on high
Cut from the tree
Cast from the tribe
To waste away
And wonder why
To make a baby
And bleed it dry
Ah da-da-da-da-dah
Ah da-da-da-da-dah
Ah da-da-da-da-dah
Ah da-da-da-da-dah