Текст Graham Coxon – Hopeless Friend

Listen my hopeless friend, listen my hopeless friend
Come inside and drop your coat, wash your hair you smell like a goat
Listen my hopeless friend, listen my hopeless friend

Ain’t you got no shoes to wear, ain’t you got no blues to share

Listen my hopeless friend, listen my hopeless friend

Ain’t you got no shoes to wear, ain’t you got no blues to share
You used to think about magic and how to fit in
Now you think about madness and how to stay thin
How to stay thin, how to stay thin