Me & All My Friends Have Got the Blues
Okay, here we go
Milo is our family dog, he's just about fifteen
He could be a freshman in high school
But he can't get up the stairs at night and he can hardly see
Everybody else's dogs are dying, too
What a misty night up in the valley
What a shitty party, there's no booze
Nothing ever has a good finale
But that's old news
Me and all my friends have got the blues
Order up another beer at Barney's Eatery
Grab a corner booth and sit a while
Cranin' up our necks so we can all see the TV
Watch an ad for Prozac, crack a smile
What a crowded Thursday night in Hollywood
What a stupid choice to wear new shoes
The Met's are in the bottom ninth and they're not looking good
They're gonna lose
Me and all my friends have got the blues
What do you do when you've been runnin' out of dreams?
Our better days are all behind us, so it seems
It's not the living, it's the moments in between
I know, it's hard
What a thrilling session for my therapist
What a time worn story that we choose
We're a couple twenty somethings and we're scared of it
This life, platitude
Me and all my friends have got the blues
Milo is our family dog, he's just about fifteen
He could be a freshman in high school
But he can't get up the stairs at night and he can hardly see
Everybody else's dogs are dying, too
What a misty night up in the valley
What a shitty party, there's no booze
Nothing ever has a good finale
But that's old news
Me and all my friends have got the blues
Order up another beer at Barney's Eatery
Grab a corner booth and sit a while
Cranin' up our necks so we can all see the TV
Watch an ad for Prozac, crack a smile
What a crowded Thursday night in Hollywood
What a stupid choice to wear new shoes
The Met's are in the bottom ninth and they're not looking good
They're gonna lose
Me and all my friends have got the blues
What do you do when you've been runnin' out of dreams?
Our better days are all behind us, so it seems
It's not the living, it's the moments in between
I know, it's hard
What a thrilling session for my therapist
What a time worn story that we choose
We're a couple twenty somethings and we're scared of it
This life, platitude
Me and all my friends have got the blues
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Writer(s): Theodor Kandel
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