| I was mean to a friend |
| With a helmet on my head |
| In fact the friend’s the drummer |
| That watches my back |
| He’s always there to help me |
| Still I have to give him shit |
| At a venue in Finland |
| I totally lost it |
| I was drunk, man |
| If it helps you to understand |
| Visited my old life |
| With a girl that could have been my wife |
| We had a good night out |
| 'til I got into this fight |
| With a fucker that had started to loose his hair |
| He deserved getting beaten |
| But I should have known better |
| Than that, man |
| No one deserves to bleed for me |
| La-La-La-La-La |
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| Someone wrote about us in a music magazine |
| Words so nice I got a tear in my eye |
| Never thought I’d care for what a journalist said |
| Never thought I’d pay any attention to that |
| But I did, yeah |
| Thanks for caring, 'mam |
| There she was, the woman of my dreams |
| Not only beautiful, she was Finnish |
| I asked for her number |
| We could go out for a beer |
| I’ve got a husband and a son, she said |
| But we could still be friends |
| Yeah, big chance. It never works out well |
| When you’re filled with yourself it never works out well |
| This spring has been the weirdest one this far |
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