Friends For Never by The Midnight Beast THE MIDNIGHT BEAST! =) C G One day we're friends forever, Am Em Next day we're friends for never, F G Who say, you say, we're best friends, F G I say, he say, till the end. C G Am Em Our friendships like a slice of chocolate cake, F C You're the icing, you'd be the sponge, F G When we're together we become, C G Am A perfect way to end a perfect dinner time, Em F Quite substantial glass of wine, C F A tasty mint goes down a treat, and helps my G indigestion. C G Am Digest this factual piece of evidence, Em F I'm your butter, you're my toast, C F The gravy on my Sunday roast, G -I'm not a fan of your roasts, C What do you mean? G Am You told me that you liked the one I cooked the other day Em -I don't remember F You said you liked the sprouts C F -I don't know what to say. G Then you should shut your mouth. C G One day we're friends for ever, Am Em Go take some singing lessons F What was that? Nothing twat. G You're a prick F Eat my shit, No thank you, G It wouldn't be nice. C G Am Our friendships kind of like a prostitute, Em (How?) F C Quite worn out, yet still quite fit, F G Quite nice arse, great pair of tits. C Well, that's not relevant, Isn't it? G Am You're full of shit, and that what's relevant Is it? Em I'm going to have a think, F C F Will you tell me what you think of? G No. Play this twice during the rap part: C G Am Em F C F G Enter, uh One day we're friends, the next we're not, It's so confusing the why's and what's What the hell, I thought we were friends just now, Then I remembered, we had a row (oh yeah) We're like Bradd Pitt and Angela, But we don't have a child from Cambodia Uh uh I'm sick and tired of us having no fun, Stop being pussy's, and go and work your problems out son, 'coz i'm done C G One day we're born together (one day we're born) Am Em Next day it's stormy weather (next day we're torn) F G Who say, you say we're not friends F G I say, he say, fuck you bender C G One day i'm your blood brother, Am Em Next day its, fuck your mother F G -no offence, tell your mum I think she's quite nice, F G that particular dig was directed at you and not your mother. My mother used to have a nice smile on her face, till dad went out to get some more milk. He never did come back... then instrumental ending that goes something like this: C G Am Em F C F G C www.TAB6.com