Friends For Never

C            G

One day we're friends forever,
Am             Em
Next day we're friends for never,
F                 G
Who say, you say, we're best 
friends,
F              G
I say, he say, till the end.


C               G               
Our friendships like a slice of 
Am             Em
chocolate cake,
           F                  C
You're the icing, you'd be the 
sponge,
          F            G
When we're together we become,
C                G             
A perfect way to end a perfect 
Am
dinner time,
          Em               F
Quite substantial glass of wine,
        C                F
A tasty mint goes down a treat, and 
helps my
G
indigestion.

C           G             
Digest this factual piece of 
   Am
evidence,
         Em                F
I'm your butter, you're my toast,
          C            F
The gravy on my Sunday roast,
                       G
-I'm not a fan of your roasts,

C
What do you mean?
    G                              
You told me that you liked the one 
  Am
I cooked the other
day
Em
-I don't remember
    F
You said you liked the sprouts
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C                     F
-I don't know what to say.
                          G
Then you should shut your mouth.

C             G
One day we're friends for ever,
Am      Em
Go take some singing lessons
F
What was that?
Nothing twat.
G
You're a prick
F
Eat my shit,
No thank you,
   G
It wouldn't be nice.


C               G              
Our friendships kind of like a 
Am
prostitute,
Em
(How?)
           F                    C
Quite worn out, yet still quite fit,
           F                   G
Quite nice arse, great pair of tits.

                 C
Well, that's not relevant,
Isn't it?
       G                           
You're full of shit, and that 
  Am
what's relevant
Is it?
    Em
I'm going to have a think,
F        C                      F
Will you tell me what you think of?
G
No.


Play this twice during the rap part:
C G Am Em F C F G
Enter, uh
One day we're friends, the next 
we're not,
It's so confusing the why's and 
what's
What the hell,
I thought we were friends just now,
Then I remembered, we had a row (oh 
yeah)
We're like Bradd Pitt and Angela,
But we don't have a child from 
Cambodia
Uh uh
I'm sick and tired of us having no 
fun,
Stop being pussy's, and go and work 
your problems out
son,
'coz i'm done

C             G
One day we're born together (one day
 we're born)
Am            Em
Next day it's stormy weather (next 
day we're torn)
F                G
Who say, you say we're not friends
F              G
I say, he say, fuck you bender

C           G
One day i'm your blood brother,
Am            Em
Next day its, fuck your mother
F                            G
-no offence, tell your mum I think 
she's quite nice,
        F                 G
that particular dig was directed at 
you and not your
mother.

My mother used to have a nice smile 
on her face, till
dad went out to get some more milk.
He never did come back...