i went the wrong way down the right track   the path i walked down took me back   to my beginnings, to the fucking start and i what i saw there nearly broke my heart.      I guess with friends like these, who the fuck needs enemies?      Spent a hundred grand in only 12 months and man i feel like a fucking cunt.   This man has got money; if my blood was gold would you let me bleed?      I guess with friends like these, who the fuck needs enemies?      Last year I sold my self short,   Balance read nothing but noughts.   This year im a fuckin' new man, got a savings account and a five year fuckin' plan.