Of Smiths Friends - Tellef Raabe

I’m of Smith’s friends

A charming man, well that depends

On a bicycle with blindfolded eyes

The smart dress was, all a disguise

How soon is now?

I really can’t say

but I like it here, can I stay?

Heaven knows I’m indifferent now

But my mother told me you reap what you sow

The headmasters ritual was the anthem of the tall

But frankly, it meant nothing at all

How soon is now?

I really can’t say

but I like it here, can I stay?

You told me to never forget

the songs that make me smile

But the songs that make me cry

are more of my style

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