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My Friend Chris Lyrics

The first sin that I once told
Was to my parents at 10 years old
I stole something, I'll admit it
But not to priests or crucifixers

Me and my best friend Chris
Built our alibis from bricks
And when we questioned, we just read our scripts
I didn't do it

The first crime I did commit
Was mischief night with my friend Chris
We packed our bags with toilet paper
Bars of soap and egg containers
And we targeted everyone who ever seemed to do us wrong
Oh how the tide turns on

And maybe Einstein can express
The formulaic mysteries of time
But I've lost the time
And maybe Kafka was writer
But I've been living like my name was Samsa

The first night I got my fix
Was with my brother and my friend Chris
Stole my mother's Smirnoff vodka
Mixed it with some cans of Fresca
And we learned how our parents lived
We found that we were good at it
Meet me at the bottom or in between

And maybe Einstein can express
The formulaic mysteries of time
But I've lost the time
And maybe Kafka was writer
But I've been living like my name was Samsa

See you in hell
I'll see you when I see you
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