I’m walking in, and greeted with a smile I keep my bottle to my chest I know you, and them and she is fine I might offer her the rest Scan the crowd Every face in a quite familiar place Tomorrow’s free and so are drinks
As far as I know I hope, at least, till the end You’re surrounded by your friends And they all know, that you’re all right.
The things they do are really not so new You're better off to just have a blast Oh the shoulder that you got the last Oh the comfort
So cuss to your home That it hurts Not a hundred yards from work Everything all around And still familiar
In the end, you’re surrounded by your friends In the end, you’re surrounded by your friends
I hope that they heard what you spoke For a hundred bowls of grow What'd he say what he'd seen
Boy I'm afraid that I hope at least in the end You’re surrounded by your friends They all know that you were right
You’re surrounded by your friends In the end, you’re surrounded by your friends