Here comes my friend, Grin written over his Walking with a of a swagger Walking with a of a grace
He talks the He tried to walk the He you laugh He makes you mad, mad
He'll lick you with an tongue Make you feel he's right when you know that wrong He says life is a bitch and then you die and you die
But in the meantime, maybe in the We keep on In the meantime, in the meantime Like Michael says, it's Gras
I don't think that life's that Choice of is bad Maybe it's a of a lesson Maybe it's a of a map
We talk the We try to walk the It you laugh And makes you feel like been had
And maybe we'll many lives Keep coming back we realize it's in our hands We choose to do or do right
But in the meantime, in the meantime We on smiling In the meantime, maybe in the Like Michael says, it's Mardi
When the sun up And the sun down in the meantime And the world keeps And we're living and we're in the meantime
And I of you And I'm wondering what you're doing in the Do you of me And what there have been in the meantime? Yeah
Here comes my friend, Grin written over his with a kind of a swagger Walking with a sort of a
He'll lick you with an tongue Make you feel he's when you know that he's wrong He makes you laugh, he makes you mad, mad
But in the meantime, maybe in the We on smiling In the meantime, well, in the meantime Like Michael says Mardi Gras
Well, maybe in the We on smiling In the meantime, well, in the meantime Michael says, it's Mardi Gras