Phish - My Friend, My Friend Lyrics
My friend, my friend hes got a knifeA statement from his former lifeWhen he was easy but aloneBeside him was an empty throneBut what of silver silken bladeAffix his gaze, his features staidGrasps the handle, clips the cableOne steps up, sits at his tableMy friend, my friend, hes got a knifeMy friend, my friend, hes got a wifeMy friend, my friend, the clever rusePersuasion through his thoughts peruseA hidden relic from his pastThat wasnt there when he looked lastHe feels it ticking like a bombFeeding fear, assaulting calmTakes the object, starts the gameMoves closer to the flameMy friend, my friend, the clever ruseMy friend, my friend, he lights the fuseMy friend, my friend, hes got a knifeMy friend, my friend, hes got a knifeMy friend, my friend, hes got a knifeMyf[maniacal giggles]