Buddies And Pals - Battalion of Saints

Friend, that’s what they call me

Friends, when they lie behind your back

Why don’t they just leave me alone

When they’re always asking for more

Useless and lazy

Who don’t want to work

Why don’t they work for themselves

Friends, who smile at me

Friends, who wish bad on me

Give me this, give me that

What a bunch of worthless crap

The ride is fun when you’re young

But what will you have when it’s done?

Friends, who I gave to all of the time

Friends, who want more all the time

Friends are just like leeches

Especially when you’ve got what they want