The Kind Of Friend I Need 歌詞
The Kind Of Friend I Need - Gary Barlow/James Corden
Lyrics by：Gary Barlow/Tim Firth
Composed by：Gary Barlow/Tim Firth
If I'm hanging a tent
Halfway up on el capitan
And need a man to hammer that nail
I tell you you would not be that man
Well if I get in a fight
Somewhere in the city one night
Instead of asking you to step in
With all respect I possibly might
Ask the big bloke stood to your right
Lucky is the guy in life who has got
Another guy in his life who can spot
All of the amazing things that's he's not
God how lucky is that guy
Says you look a wreck
Makes fun of your hair
But half-two in the morning
When you're both worse for wear
Gives a look back just to
Check you're still there
Insult me and offend me
That's the kind of friend that I need
That's the kind of friend that I need
Well when I've written a song
Oh you write songs do you
You didn't mention it
Laid my heart and soul really bare
At the piano is it
It's great to know I've got someone there like you
To say they think they've heard it before
Well when I'm holding the floor
Oh here we go
With another great anecdote
Oh yeah 'bout your movie star friends
It's great to see you show your support
By looking at your watch with a yawn
And then gesture cutting your throat
Lucky is the guy in life who has got
Another guy in his life who can spot
The entertaining superstar that he is not
God how lucky is that guy
Always criticizes the way that you drive
But is alive to the way that you feel
And if your head's in your hands
Takes over the wheel
Defend me and upend me
That's the kind of friend that I need
That's the kinda of friend that I need
A friend like a shot
Would not dream of telling people
What happened in that bar in berlin
Hmm good
Just wouldn't dream of it
And like that he wouldn't choose
To mention that tattoo
That's so true
No one knew
He just simply would not do
See right then I chose not to
Oh lucky is the guy who finds
Oh lucky guy
He's suddenly not singing the top line
But oh how he climbs
All the things that he's not
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah oh that's enough of that
Takes apart your songs
Dismembers your jokes
Puts you back on the bike
Picks dirt from your knee
Knowing he's the one
Who threw the stick through your spokes
Brings you down to earth
Argue like brothers
But a compliment from him
Is worth a thousand from others
Deflate my sails
Puncture my bubble
Never say you love me or you know
We're in trouble
A friend that's not too kind to me
That's the kind of friend that I need oh
I was the best in that song
So was I
It's my album you know