You like to sleep with your prescribed friends;
Let their nurturing fingers carry you through
over-the-counter dreams.
These expensive pals help the day go quicker,
Make you forget you're getting sicker,
Because we know they aren't a drug,
They just help to cure the bug
That you call life.
Enjoy your friends.
They'll hold your hand while you die,
Make you forget the need to cry,
They will always ease the pain,
Help you see you aren't insane.
It's worth a pretty penny to have friends
like them.
Enjoy your pills
Forget it kills.
That's what friends are for.