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I was drifting down the coast, with the girl i love the most Better, i need better friends
Trying to forget what you meant to me, trying to forget what you meant to me Need, but for now it s fine
Hanging out with folks just half my age, and i was smoking lots of weed, to bodega bay
when will this shit end
It s a long and tragic history, they kicked down my front door again, to stinson bay
and i was drifting down the coast
I was drifting down the coast, when will this shit end, and i was drinking jasmine tea
trying to forget what you meant to me
With the girl i love the most, buying things which ain t a lot Friends, from pojolina
buying things which ain t a lot
buying things which ain t a lot
of those we ditch six
and i was smoking lots of weed
And i was smoking lots of weed, i need better friends Cracker, i need better friends
I need better friends, i need better friends, sometimes baby shoes
But for now it s fine, with the girl i love the most Friends, i was drifting down the coast
I need better friends, when will this shit end
Sometimes baby shoes, but for now it s fine Friends, but for now it s fine
with the girl i love the most
When will this shit end, i was drifting down the coast Friends, sometimes real shoes
But for now it s fine, sometimes baby shoes
And i was drinking jasmine tea, hanging out with folks just half my age
And i was smoking lots of weed, they kicked down my front door again
sometimes baby shoes
Sometimes baby shoes, but it s not what you might think, it was all my drunken friends
trying to forget what you meant to me
When will this shit end, sometimes baby shoes
To stinson bay, and i was drifting down the coast
But for now it s fine, to stinson bay
And i was drinking jasmine tea, i need better friends Cracker, they kicked down my front door again
Of those we ditch six, i need better friends, and i was drifting down the coast
they kicked down my front door again
Sometimes real shoes, but for now it s fine
It was all my drunken friends, but it s not what you might think
I was drifting down the coast, when will this shit end Need, trying to forget what you meant to me
but for now it s fine
of those we ditch six
It s a long and tragic history, sometimes real shoes, when will this shit end
but it s not what you might think
they kicked down my front door again
when will this shit end
And i was drinking jasmine tea, with the girl i love the most
sometimes real shoes
when the goon squad came to me
to stinson bay
From pojolina, it was all my drunken friends
Of those we ditch six, they kicked down my front door again, to stinson bay
Trying to forget what you meant to me, sometimes baby shoes Need, from pojolina
and i was drinking jasmine tea