From the recording Phil Coyne and The Wayward Aces

A gypsy punk blues ramble about the turmoil of emotions and the lies we tell ourselves when things are all a bit raw. A showcase of rhythmic feel - Will Harris’ tasty fills, holds and drive are a stand out of this minor key anthem. The band shift into high gear at 2:27 building into a triumphant frenzy of hysteric harp, distorted guitar and demonic drums. Slaying dragons and rebuilding dreams as they go.

Lyrics

I’m just asking for a friend,
Will these blues ever end
I’m just asking for a friend,
Cause they seem to extend
Aint no Devil aint no deal
Sure aint got no appeal
Tears and blood try to conceal
Too sharp for me to feel
They go on without end
As if time were to suspend
Well I’m just asking for a friend x2

It aint better to've had love fall
Than to never have had it at all
Cause it takes ten years or more
To paper over the new flaw
Cause the feelings come on again
All the sunshine then rain
Grief and joy and hope and loss, ecstasy and pain
Won’t you help me comprehend
How long it’ll take to end
I’m just asking for a friend x2

They say when a mans gets the blues,
That it adds fuel to the muse
I say it just confuse
More likely blow my fuse
When it all goes awry
And your woman says goodbye
Wit don't amplify
Can’t think straight enough to cry
Now can you recommend
How long I must pretend
I’m asking for a friend, x 2