CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Making Friends at 40
Is this what we’ve come to?
Now that we’re reaching middle age
And we’ve left all youthful exuberance behind
A tolerable lifestyle and a reasonable wage
With few fun distractions left to find
Has the calling
The sole ambition of our youth
That burning yearning need to find our place
Pacified by years of learning that one finds deeming it uncouth
Leaving only lines from the false smiles on ones face
We’re Making Friеnds, at 40
Yes we’re making friеnds, at 40
This is not how I imagined midlife to be
It’s really quiet exhausting in all honesty
Because we’re Making Friends, at 40
When it’s nice to make a friend
But with so many compromises
We may well have to pretend
What’s the connection?
How were we fated now to meet?
Or have I met you many other times before?
Did you marry an acquaintance? Did you move in down the street?
Please forgive me for these days I’ve never sure
Are you really curious?
Or pretending that you care?
A folly of which you were once vaguely aware
It’s boring you as well, the conversation leaves us short
And I can’t disguise my yawning when the subject turns to sport
We’re Making Friends, at 40
Yes we’re making friends, at 40
Being forced to behave like a proper a****
Meeting all types of people
One can’t help but insult
We’re Making Friends, at 40
When it’s nice to make new friends
Now that Weddings, Births and Funerals
Make for action packed weekends
What would we have to say
If we could see ourselves then now stood around a barbecue
Trying to heat up half a cow in polite conversations
Feigning interests to be nice
Discussing the re-mortgage to get some free financial advice
We’re Making Friends, at 40
Yes we’re making friends, at 40
We can’t handle our booze
Like we did once before
Which makes inane interactions even more of a chore
We’re Making Friends, at 40
When it’s nice to make a friend
We need to get home for dogs and baby sitters
Brings the night to a swift end
Now that we’re reaching middle age
And we’ve left all youthful exuberance behind
A tolerable lifestyle and a reasonable wage
With few fun distractions left to find
Has the calling
The sole ambition of our youth
That burning yearning need to find our place
Pacified by years of learning that one finds deeming it uncouth
Leaving only lines from the false smiles on ones face
We’re Making Friеnds, at 40
Yes we’re making friеnds, at 40
This is not how I imagined midlife to be
It’s really quiet exhausting in all honesty
Because we’re Making Friends, at 40
When it’s nice to make a friend
But with so many compromises
We may well have to pretend
What’s the connection?
How were we fated now to meet?
Or have I met you many other times before?
Did you marry an acquaintance? Did you move in down the street?
Please forgive me for these days I’ve never sure
Are you really curious?
Or pretending that you care?
A folly of which you were once vaguely aware
It’s boring you as well, the conversation leaves us short
And I can’t disguise my yawning when the subject turns to sport
We’re Making Friends, at 40
Yes we’re making friends, at 40
Being forced to behave like a proper a****
Meeting all types of people
One can’t help but insult
We’re Making Friends, at 40
When it’s nice to make new friends
Now that Weddings, Births and Funerals
Make for action packed weekends
What would we have to say
If we could see ourselves then now stood around a barbecue
Trying to heat up half a cow in polite conversations
Feigning interests to be nice
Discussing the re-mortgage to get some free financial advice
We’re Making Friends, at 40
Yes we’re making friends, at 40
We can’t handle our booze
Like we did once before
Which makes inane interactions even more of a chore
We’re Making Friends, at 40
When it’s nice to make a friend
We need to get home for dogs and baby sitters
Brings the night to a swift end
