So Called Friend - Uncle Tupelo

Never again, your so called friend

Will leave you sick and dry

This friend has a name

Knows the gutter and shame

This so called friend of you and I

?, the long-term goals

Are to leave this friend behind

He knows what I lack

Is a place under the sack

For every other tie that binds

This last night on the town

Might be your last fun time out

And you think to yourself

There must be a better way than the same routine

For more than once, you pay

More than once, you pay

Butt full of lead, stuck in your web

Held captive by the stream

Thoughts in your head

The minute I sped

And you still had time to dream

This last night on the town

Might be your last

And you smile at things and wave goodbye

More excuses to never even try

As you wave goodbye

Forget what I said, your friend’s not dead

He’s only gone for a while

Come back to that crack between what’s white and what’s black

And give you one last smile

This last night on the town

Might be your last fun time out

And you think to yourself

There must be a better way than the same routine

For more than once, you pay

More than once, you pay