Fair Weather Friends
Music & Lyrics Written by James Sanders
James Sanders - Bass, Vocals, Guitar, Organ
Jacob Sanders - Drums
More than one burger king in this world
And they’ll open weekday pearls
After all,
I payed McKnight a visit before the girls
The Knights of the Round Table ate the free bread
As the storm clouds gathered, fair weather friends fled
Leaving the beasts
For themselves to fend and chivalry was dead
Ssh! They’re in the room with me
Like ghosts pushing me down the stairs
Down to the basement where so many days went
I don’t need anybody to explain to me what is fair
Have fun with the odds
It was Ripley B, leave it or not?
I know you disagree
Please don’t lose your cool when it hits the spot
The beasts, with their burden, fell apart at the seams
Completely ruining their coloring book dreams
Fill me in
On the plan up so many thermal sleeves
Which shirt’s attached you Are still unsure
You thought I couldn’t resist some sort of allure
But I can’t endure
The King must’ve went mad with the cure
Ssh! They’re in the room with me
Like ghosts pushing me down the stairs
Down to the basement where so many days went
I don’t need anybody to explain to me what is fair
Music & Lyrics Written by James Sanders
James Sanders - Bass, Vocals, Guitar, Organ
Jacob Sanders - Drums
More than one burger king in this world
And they’ll open weekday pearls
After all,
I payed McKnight a visit before the girls
The Knights of the Round Table ate the free bread
As the storm clouds gathered, fair weather friends fled
Leaving the beasts
For themselves to fend and chivalry was dead
Ssh! They’re in the room with me
Like ghosts pushing me down the stairs
Down to the basement where so many days went
I don’t need anybody to explain to me what is fair
Have fun with the odds
It was Ripley B, leave it or not?
I know you disagree
Please don’t lose your cool when it hits the spot
The beasts, with their burden, fell apart at the seams
Completely ruining their coloring book dreams
Fill me in
On the plan up so many thermal sleeves
Which shirt’s attached you Are still unsure
You thought I couldn’t resist some sort of allure
But I can’t endure
The King must’ve went mad with the cure
Ssh! They’re in the room with me
Like ghosts pushing me down the stairs
Down to the basement where so many days went
I don’t need anybody to explain to me what is fair