They found him in the gutter at the business end of another Friday night
Someone who'd clearly been there before
I didn't feel I had to ask him why
I have never understood why we need to know
The reasons for everyone else's strifes
Sometimes you don't need sympathy
To get the words right
Caught in anguish
He was
Sometimes that's enough
For here were singing
Oh, looks like the end again
Her body bleachin' out into the waves
It's still the loudest thing
Oh, I wish I had all my friends
Somewhere drinking
The sunny afternoon
Into oblivion
But that's not your fault
How could that be my fault?
So we walked into a house party
Of someone, someone somehow knew all about
And all the young girls turned up late and drank us all to some kind of stand still
With looks of "Heard it all before"
And distant ideas of death and thrills
And in absence, asked the host if he had any left
And somehow I did feel like yesterday was ours
But it's gone
Yesterday was ours
All along
And they were singing
Oh, looks like the end again
Her body bleaching out into the waves
It's still the loudest thing
Oh, I wish I had all my friends
Out there drinking the sunny afternoon
Into oblivion
But that's not your fault
How could that be your fault?
Another Friday Night Lyrics performed by Ben Howard are property and copyright of the authors, artists and labels. You should note that Another Friday Night Lyrics performed by Ben Howard is only provided for educational purposes only and if you like the song you should buy the CD