27

M.i.a.

Said you re all mouth and no brains
All rock stars go to heaven
You said you ll be dead at 27
When we drunk in a english tavern
The owner poured you the Bourbon
And you drunk yourself so rotten
He got so rich he bought a Bentley
And moved himself to Devon

You started dirty dancing
And you bar tended a dozen
I took you to the clinic
To get you clean but you couldn t
Said in two days you re 27
And your destiny was coming
So your papa passed so sudden
And left you with lil somin

You blew that money on a mountain of drugs
And staged yourself a bed in
A month later when I popped in
You re still high but the winter set in
I bought you a coffee and a muffin
And you quoted me some Lenin
I wished I was that clever
But that s what kept me coming
Your friendship did mean somin
But you left me for nothing
When I left, you befriended a rope
And I saw you both were hanging