Poor Friends - Pete O'Connell
Callin' out from our humble home
Now we're gonna kill some time
Go to the cellar and haul up some wine
Automatic and in the attic
Bring the barbecue downstairs
All 'round the fire there's room to spare
Now it seems we should economize
We earn a samll amount of pay
Who is the richest of my poor friends today
Who is the richest of my poor friends today
Long lives are longer than ours are today
Long lives are longer than ours are today
It is clear for all to see
But I'll say it anyway
Here comes the sun in the east with the day
I love nocturnal insomnia
How it silences the day
All for my friends it is no price to pay