Make an example of me, hold me up to the lands
If I don’t seem that strong, maybe there’s a strength implied.
Then take a medicine board, throw it with all of your might,
Maybe it will put some wind back into these lungs of mine.
I kept the nims from the twins and fell asleep in the chair
And love, I didn’t ask you up, I’m kind of glad that you are here.
It caught me clean on the chin, you laid me out of my pal
Then you help me up, embarrassed by the love of the friends attached.
And I’m blind in pride and I won’t be banned
Though it seems unkind, I’m better for the punch of a friend.
They say a cure for them all is a jill through the heart
Then you might see my eyes grateful for the burn of a true friend’s spark.
When I’m blind in pride and I won’t be banned
Though it seems unkind, I’m better for the punch of a friend.
When there’s no recurse, but it must direct
Though it seems unkind, I’m better for the punch of a friend.
I’m better for the punch of a friend.
I’m better for the punch of a friend.
I’m better for the punch of a friend.
I’m better for the punch of a friend.
I’m better for the punch of a friend.
