Friend
hansen/randow Lyrics

It's time to do something
I am about to embark on a task that I have been avoiding or dreading.

That I have been dreading
This task has caused me great apprehension or fear.

My friend is dead but you said
Although my friend has passed away, you assured me that the following actions are appropriate.

It's what he would have wanted
According to your judgment, these actions align with my deceased friend's wishes.

So dance on and on and on and on
Consequently, I shall continue to dance continuously and without interruption.

Who'd thought I could do dab and do the worm
It is unexpected that I possess the ability to perform contemporary dance moves such as the dab and the worm.

Next to my dead best friend's urn
To further compound the peculiarity, I am executing said dance moves in close proximity to the receptacle containing the ashes of my deceased closest companion.

Oh no! the last thing I said to him
Regrettably, the final statement I made to him before his passing was...

Was 'see ya cunt' - I never saw him again
The parting phrase I uttered was disrespectful and potentially offensive, and tragically, I did not have the opportunity to see him alive thereafter.

And I feel so bad
My emotions are overwhelmed with remorse and regret.

Cause I let out a laugh
In that moment, I involuntarily released a laugh, possibly due to nervousness or an inability to process the situation appropriately.

And now the guilt is setting in
Subsequently, a profound sense of culpability and moral responsibility is becoming increasingly prevalent within me as I reflect on the circumstances.

I'm at my friend's wake and I'm dancing
Despite the somber atmosphere at my friend's funeral gathering, I find myself engaging in gyrations and movements typically associated with joyous occasions.

Ashes to ashes
As a symbolic representation of the cycle of life, the ashes of the deceased transition into ashes once more.

And I'm dancing to his dust
Meanwhile, I persist in my energetic dance routine, now directed towards the minuscule remnants of his physical form.

And his sisters looking hot
Additionally, I have taken notice of the attractive appearance of his female sibling in this moment.

I mean life goes on and on and on
This situation serves as a reminder that life continues to progress indefinitely, regardless of the circumstances.

Woah oh! Just gonna dance on and on
My intentions remain fixed on sustaining this extended dance performance.

Woah oh! And maybe hit on his sister
Furthermore, I entertain the thought of initiating romantic advances towards his sister.

I mean no, Ill just dance on and on woah
However, upon deeper consideration, I decide to negate this idea and focus solely on my ongoing dancing endeavors.

Ill just do my pop n' lock
Instead, I shall demonstrate proficiency in the technique of pop n' lock, a style of street dance characterized by quick, jerking movements.

Even though she pops and unlocks my heart
Despite her captivating effect on my emotions, she remains oblivious to the intense feelings she elicits within me.

I just see her sitting there looking so good and so fine
Her current appearance radiates an aura of exceptional attractiveness and elegance in my eyes.

And I just wanna make her mine oh mine
An overwhelming desire arises within me to establish a personal and exclusive relationship with her.

But then I remember what my dead best friend said
However, I am confronted with a recollection of the final words spoken by my deceased closest companion.

He said 'If ever you touch her I'll fucking kill you'
He emphatically and explicitly warned me that any form of physical contact with his sister would result in severe consequences, potentially even death.

But now his dead
Considering his current deceased state, the prior warning loses much of its immediate significance and deterrent effect.

Oh and I see that little tear in her eye
As our interaction continues, I detect a small tear forming within her eye, possibly indicative of emotional vulnerability or sadness.

And I want to be the tear so close to her cheek tonight
Such an observation intensifies my desire to provide comfort and emotional support to her during this difficult period, symbolically represented by the tear resting gently upon her cheek.

I sit next her she puts her hand my leg
In a moment of closeness and connection, she chooses to rest her hand upon my leg, signifying a level of intimacy and fondness.

And I think oh boy, I've gotta get out of here
At this point, a sense of internal conflict emerges within me, prompting a realization that I should distance myself from the current situation.

Cause now we're making out
However, my initial urge to leave dissipates as our interaction escalates into passionate kissing and mutual physical affection.

I'm making out with my dead best friends sister
This realization brings about an understanding that I am engaging in an intimate encounter with the sibling of my deceased closest companion.

And it feels so good
Despite the unconventional circumstances, the physical and emotional sensations derived from this encounter bring about immense pleasure and satisfaction.

And it feels so right
Contrary to conventional moral boundaries and societal expectations, this intimate act resonates with a sense of correctness and authenticity for both parties involved.

And those tongues are entwined
As the intensity of our physical interaction intensifies, our tongues interlock and intertwine with each other.

Theres going lalalalalala
The heightened level of stimulation experienced during this moment causes internal and external expressions of pleasure, manifesting in utterances of 'lalalalala'.

Then she whispers something so sweet and so dear
In a moment of intimacy, she confidentially speaks words of endearment and affection.

At first when she says it I do not hear...
Initially, I find myself unable to fully comprehend or register the significance of her statement.

'Do you have condom?'
Her question pertains to the availability of a contraceptive device, suggesting her desire for the encounter to progress further.

Yes I do
In response, I confirm my possession of a condom, thereby indicating my willingness to engage in sexual intercourse.

And now I'm having sex
As a result, our encounter escalates into sexual activity.

With dead best friend's sister
It is important to note that the person with whom I am engaged in this intimate act is, in fact, the sister of my deceased closest companion.

And we're doing it over the top of his urn
Adding further surrealism and complexity to the situation, our sexual activity is taking place directly above the vessel containing the ashes of my departed friend.

And she keeps saying there no cause for concern
Throughout the encounter, she repeatedly assures me that the circumstances involving her deceased brother do not merit worry or alarm.

'Cause it's what he would have wanted!
In an attempt to justify our actions, she emphasizes that engaging in this intimate act aligns with her late brother's desires and preferences.

It's what he would have wanted!'
Reiterating her previous statement, she reaffirms her conviction that our actions are in accordance with the wishes of her deceased sibling.

*Crying orgasm until completion
As our sexual encounter reaches its climax, a combination of heightened emotional intensity and pleasure leads to a release of tears in conjunction with orgasm.