Friday night and I'm staying inside Never cared for what other people like, oh Or at least that's what I remind myself So I wouldn't even need to try and make it out ♪ I'm not good at saying goodbyes To be true - that's what I've come to like And it feels as if my rythm's of an alien descent And the only thing that's sitting where I'm about to end Is the feeling that I get 'Cos it feels like I am the one Fortune's favorite son So where's my angel from? Daffodil on the run What if life with all it's meaning Cannot flow within me? And it feels like I am the one Fortune's favorite son So where's my angel from? Daffodil on the run Oh ♪ Oh hi, life, hi Come and suck me dry I'm high Come and suck me- Hi, life Come and suck me dry Life, hi Come and suck me dry Come and suck me dry 'Cos bein' at your worst just doesn't work Anymore Bein' at your worst just doesn't work Anymore Bein' at your worst just doesn't work Anymore Bein' at your worst just doesn't work Anymore