Dry County - With Friends lyrics

(This is as it appears in the 7" sleeve. Some words are changed in the song) I'd like to cover your mouth with a thick yard of canvas And then paint your face on it from memory And then bundle your feet with a bright rope of garland And trip the light devine I keep on hoping for this Oh but to breath the light of day And have the fruit in my mouth not rot away And I refuse any form of special treatment Just the door is fine with me Well me and my friends got this tight kind of hatred It flares up when I'm taken and leaves when I'm weak But let's keep this all in mind When I'm driving home alone now It keeps pumping back and forth Like some great traumatic showdown And I don't wanna talk to you 'Cause you're sick if only by proxy With your friends you're getting pissed Please just keep on hoping for this