All of my friends come to see me last night
I was laying in my bed and dying
Annie Beauneau from Saint Angel
Say The weather down here so fine
Just then the wind
Came squalling through the door
But who can the weather command?
Just wanna have a little peace to die
And a friend or two I love at hand
Fever rolled up to a hundred and five
Roll on up
Gonna roll back down
One more day
I find myself alive
Tomorrow
Maybe go
Beneath the ground
See herе how everything
Lead up to this day
And its just likе any other day
Thats ever been
Sun going up and then
The sun, it going down
Shine through my window
And my friends they come around
Come around
Come around
The people may know
But the people dont care
That a man could be as poor as me
Take a look at poor Peter
Hes lying in pain
Now lets go run and see
Run and see
Run and see
Yeah, run and see
Thank you
Got a request to do this here, we did this in the first show and were gonna do it again now. Thus breaking a longstanding tradition; we love breaking traditions