rather go home than stay here all night long I have my music there and it's waiting for me rather stay here than run and catch the train I have my friends all here, they swing and chat with me
if the world is black and white my life can be compared to a draughtboard I'd colour friends all white, music black I love the both a chequered life of mine
friends are never going to kill me I can trust them but they can die before my turn comes they can leave me behind the music never dies, but it kills
