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{{songbook|}}''For a friend''
Someone call the media <br>
Someone call the media <br>
There’s been a mistake <br>
There’s been a mistake <br>
It's not the kind of headline <br>
It’s not the kind of headline <br>
That he would ever make <br>
That he would ever make <br>
It’s not the kind of story <br>
It’s not the kind of story <br>
We want in our feed <br>
We want in our feed <br>
That’s not that kind of paper <br>
That’s not that kind of paper <br>
That any of us read. <br>
Any of us read. <br>


Someone tell the embassy <br>
Someone tell the embassy <br>
To get the story straight <br>
To get their story straight <br>
To update the advisory <br>
To update the advisory <br>
Before it gets too late <br>
Before it’s too late <br>
If this ugliness should crystallise <br>
If this ugliness should crystallise <br>
In a billion tonnes of snow <br>
In a billion tonnes of snow <br>
If the confusion isn't clarified <br>
If the confusion isn’t clarified <br>
We’ll never make it go<br>
We’ll never make it go.<br>
 
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I never felt so far from home <br>
As when they called me just now <br>
I never felt so up in arms <br>
I could not hold you in mine


Don’t spell out the words<br>
Don’t let the sentence set<br>
Don’t carve it in stone<br>
I’m not quite ready yet<br>
<br>
To forget<br>


I never felt so lost in space <br>
So much in need of solid ground <br>
I never felt so far afield <br>
As my whole world just tumbled down</ref>


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I never felt so out of place <br>
As when they crowded in my room <br>
Don’t

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For a friend

Someone call the media
There’s been a mistake
It’s not the kind of headline
That he would ever make
It’s not the kind of story
We want in our feed
That’s not that kind of paper
Any of us read.

Someone tell the embassy
To get their story straight
To update the advisory
Before it’s too late
If this ugliness should crystallise
In a billion tonnes of snow
If the confusion isn’t clarified
We’ll never make it go.

I never felt so far from home
As when they called me just now
I never felt so up in arms
I could not hold you in mine

Don’t spell out the words
Don’t let the sentence set
Don’t carve it in stone
I’m not quite ready yet

To forget

I never felt so lost in space
So much in need of solid ground
I never felt so far afield
As my whole world just tumbled down</ref>

I never felt so out of place
As when they crowded in my room
Don’t