Forever Malcolm Young

Said you were a friend of mine
Said you were a friend but you didn't take your medicine
That's why you tried to cut my balls off
You should have took your medicine
But there's a memory that I might have
Seen you somewhere before
I haven't tried too hard to remember if I
Should remember more

Seem in such a hurry there's an urgency that rings a bell
The haze is slowly lifting
God we used to hang out all the time
Used to be a friend but you
Didn't take your time or your medicine
Now would be the time to confess your sins
Didn't take your time or your medicine
Should have took your medicine

Then you started killing pets
Then you started killing
I didn't know what you meant
When you started killing pets
Should have took your medicine

Then you tried to fuck me up
Then you tried to fuck me
Hurt me with the cruelest cut
Wanted just to fuck me up
Used to be a friend of mine
I know it's cold and lonely outside
But you'd understand why

I don't let you in brandishing that weapon
Crossed a line, Used to be a friend
But you didn't take your medicine

Great idea instead of going out
We're gonna fix up the house
And cook some food for our friend
Might never have the chance again
Its only once a while that I see your murderous smile
And fear a repeat of the last time
Don't wanna go out
But don't wanna go inside for a minimum of 25 to life
I don't need the strife
But you think its fun
Without medication
But it makes me nervous in a dinner context
It makes no difference where I hide your gun please
Don't shoot the guests
Coz I'll be the one who has to clean up the mess
Its not that they're unkind
Its just you're not well of mind
The conversation flows as if this night'll never end
Maybe it'll be fine maybe it won't be this time round
But I doubt it by the look in your eyes
I see that you despise
And you're set to snap
You got you're firearm back please
Don't shoot, Don't shoot the guests
I'm always the one who has to clean up the mess
Don't wanna be the one who when
Tha chaos starts to erupt in the room
Has to explain the someone's family
That they won't be home real soon
But would you like to come around in June?
Don't shoot, Don't shoot the guests
An awkward social situation at best
I'll be the one with social skills put to the test.

Never claimed to be a model citizen, but I'm getting by
Used to drink and once I ate a whole cigarette,
But now I'm doing fine
Had to work out life without religion as a crutch
But some people struggle, inner demons are too much
There's a message for them
Red wine and altar boys are no way
To relieve your troubled mind
As a teenager he longed for a family
Waited for a sign to tell him why
He didn't feel like the other guys
Not that way inclined
Assessed the options for repressing inner truth
Of being ostracized or turning to the cloth
Put your head in the sand
Red wine and altar boys are no way to relieve your
Troubled mind
No way to relieve your troubled mind
Twenty years of angry guilt and hypocrisy
Just to pass the time
Twenty victims and a government
Cover-up tow the party line
You fucked up innocence with holy blessings and the
Index finger of christ
And you prayed and it felt nice
And forgiveness is your god given right but
Red wine and altar boys are no way to relieve your
Troubled mind

Never seem to be in front
Or part of the exciting times
Destined for a life of second best
The blackmail not the bribe
Together now whatever work has gone unsung
He'll be forever Malcolm Young
Always gnocchi not linguine
Never Hitler you're Mussolini
Often the sideshow but never the circus
Always Malcolm never Angus
End up Carlton you want to be Negus
Single pluggers never sneakers
Always headphones never speakers
Shouldn't have a complex coz
He wrote Highway To fucking Hell
Together now whatever work has gone unsung
He'll be forever Malcolm Young
Don't be too cocky coz he wrote Stiff Upper Lip as well
Together now whatever work has gone unsung
He'll be forever Malcolm Young

Whatever you do you should get outta this town
I'm on an aeroplane, you're only fuckin' insane
What do you do? What do you see?
What do you want to be?

I've got a two inch screen mother fucker get out
Off the street and into the fight

I'm home again
Sing to the mountain
Mother fucker get out
Gonna shove your face
Against the human race
So just get outta my hair
Before I go fuckin' spare
Please go over there

Used to see that good things were in everything around
Resting deep in middle class you never took it up the are
And always had it comfortable as everybody should
You might have forgot your PIN but your sister is not on

Heroin Its been a long time since you were 13
And you walked outside and thought that things were cool

Problems, you got so much problems
You got so much nothing problems
You got so much nothing

Been a long time since you were 13
And you walked outside and thought that things were cool

It's the wrong time to sit and cry by yourself
When you didn't end up going to indo as a mule
Write dumb poetry and make your face look sad
Think that Brian Molko has the answers from placebo
But he's just another millionaire who knows his life is good
He makes a dollar 20 every time you feel misunderstood

Its been a long time since you were 13
And you walked outside and thought that things were cool

Oh, oh, oh, Problems
It's the wrong time in the right part of town
And you don't give a shit about a foreigner dead
But when your mate breaks up with the girl next door
Then you feign concern cause you think things are cool

Been a long time since you were 13
And you walked and thought that things were cool

It's the right time to admit to yourself
That you're top of the pile and you've changed into a fool
Been a long time since and internet scam took second
Place to a massacred town
If you looked outside of the cage that you've built for
Yourself in your mind
Would you think that you were cool?