Pete got in the habit of sniffing model glue
the summer before highschool, his brains became stew
Jeffy went to party at the end year bash
Party at the beach, bring your own stash
he was drunk and took a dive off the pier we were on
the undertow grabbed him, within seconds he was gone!
half a week later Jeff washed up on shore
These people were my friends
they aren’t living any more
Those are people who died, died
They were all my friends, and they died
Mikey was my homie, we’d been friends since we were kids
I could tell a million stories bout the shit that we did
he would always used to tell me that anytime he could stop
until did way too much coke, Mikey’s heart went pop
we’d been smokin’ weed since me and him were 11
I love and miss you holmez, but I doubt that you’re in heaven!..
Those are people who died, died
They were all my friends, and they died
Markey worked all summer and he bought his dream car
got crushed inside it one night by a drunk come from the bar
we couldn’t get him out, that fucking car became his tomb
I’ll never forget his screams as the gas tank went “kaboom”
He was the nicest kid around, he never did nobody wrong
but life’s a fragile thing, as illustrated in this song
“he was only 17” the mother of his baby cried
He was a good kid, and a drunk driver’s why he died
Those are people who died, died
They were all my friends, and they died
That brings me to my good friend Bill
he was all brawn and not much brain
as evidenced the night that Bill
tried to beat a train
I wasn’t there night, but Andy was, and man..
from what I heard, as Billy died, Andy sat and held his hand
he was only 23 when he had to leave the world
he left behind a caring father, all his friends and his ex-girl
and I’m not ashamed to say, that I still think of him and cry
cause like Billy-Joel once said, “only the good ones die”
let that be a lesson, pay attention to street signs
these people, they’re all dead
and they were all great friends of mine….
throughdirtyglass 