Wheatus :: :: Drummer boy

Hey fairweather friend
   You know you're rippin me down again
   And I dont care what you say
   I can tell when we play
   That you don't believe in me
   So this is how it'll end
   Like it was all just a waste of time
   Now I got no where to go
   I think I'll call up my bro
   I do believe he can save my hide
   I've had enough of yoru alibis
  
   CHORUS
   Hey drummer boy
   Do you remember the beat
   That we played in the street
   In the faded summer time
   Hey keep me hanging on
   Now I got no where to go
   I think I'll call up my bro
   I do believe he can save my hide
   What you think fairweather friend?
  
   Hey mystery man
   Ain't you the guy with the master plan
   I'll watch you sit on that fence
   Just like your fuckin' parents
   They never did like me anyway
   And no I wont be your ass
   While you go look for some greener grass
   No I cant be the fool
   Who watch you push in your stool
   And stick around just in case you fell
   Go find some other bitch to nail
  
   CHORUS