| Song | Another Friday Night |
| Artist | Ben Howard |
| Album | Another Friday Night / Hot Heavy Summer / Sister |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:13.50] | They found him in the gutter of |
| [00:15.59] | The business end of another friday night |
| [00:21.20] | Someone had clearly been there before |
| [00:24.29] | I didn't feel I had to ask him why |
| [00:29.46] | I have never understood why we need to know |
| [00:32.64] | The reasons for everyone else’s strides |
| [00:37.85] | Sometimes you don't need sympathy to get the words right |
| [00:45.03] | Caught in anguish |
| [00:48.70] | He was |
| [00:53.17] | Sometimes that's enough |
| [00:59.84] | For he was singing |
| [01:02.01] | Oh looks like the end again |
| [01:09.50] | Her body bleaching out into the waves |
| [01:16.44] | It’s still the loudest thing |
| [01:21.74] | Oh I wish I had all my friends somewhere drinking |
| [01:33.67] | The sunny afternoon into oblivion |
| [01:40.72] | But that's not your fault |
| [01:44.02] | How could that be my fault? |
| [01:51.44] | So we walked into a house party of someone, |
| [01:54.45] | Someone somehow knew all about |
| [01:59.76] | And all the young girls turned up late |
| [02:02.14] | And drank us all to some kind of stand still |
| [02:08.01] | With looks averted all before |
| [02:09.78] | And distant ideas of death and thrills |
| [02:15.36] | And in absence asks the host if he had any left |
| [02:19.26] | And somehow I did feel like yesterday was ours |
| [02:26.95] | But it's gone |
| [02:30.69] | Yesterday was ours |
| [02:34.78] | All along |
| [02:37.92] | And they were singing |
| [02:39.78] | Oh looks like the end again |
| [02:47.47] | Her body bleaching out into the waves |
| [02:54.34] | Its still the loudest thing |
| [02:59.54] | Oh I wish I had all my friends |
| [03:07.91] | Out there drinking the sunny afternoon into oblivion |
| [03:19.06] | But that's not your fault |
| [03:21.95] | How could that be your fault? |
| [03:26.39] |
| [00:13.50] | They found him in the gutter of |
| [00:15.59] | The business end of another friday night |
| [00:21.20] | Someone had clearly been there before |
| [00:24.29] | I didn' t feel I had to ask him why |
| [00:29.46] | I have never understood why we need to know |
| [00:32.64] | The reasons for everyone else' s strides |
| [00:37.85] | Sometimes you don' t need sympathy to get the words right |
| [00:45.03] | Caught in anguish |
| [00:48.70] | He was |
| [00:53.17] | Sometimes that' s enough |
| [00:59.84] | For he was singing |
| [01:02.01] | Oh looks like the end again |
| [01:09.50] | Her body bleaching out into the waves |
| [01:16.44] | It' s still the loudest thing |
| [01:21.74] | Oh I wish I had all my friends somewhere drinking |
| [01:33.67] | The sunny afternoon into oblivion |
| [01:40.72] | But that' s not your fault |
| [01:44.02] | How could that be my fault? |
| [01:51.44] | So we walked into a house party of someone, |
| [01:54.45] | Someone somehow knew all about |
| [01:59.76] | And all the young girls turned up late |
| [02:02.14] | And drank us all to some kind of stand still |
| [02:08.01] | With looks averted all before |
| [02:09.78] | And distant ideas of death and thrills |
| [02:15.36] | And in absence asks the host if he had any left |
| [02:19.26] | And somehow I did feel like yesterday was ours |
| [02:26.95] | But it' s gone |
| [02:30.69] | Yesterday was ours |
| [02:34.78] | All along |
| [02:37.92] | And they were singing |
| [02:39.78] | Oh looks like the end again |
| [02:47.47] | Her body bleaching out into the waves |
| [02:54.34] | Its still the loudest thing |
| [02:59.54] | Oh I wish I had all my friends |
| [03:07.91] | Out there drinking the sunny afternoon into oblivion |
| [03:19.06] | But that' s not your fault |
| [03:21.95] | How could that be your fault? |
| [03:26.39] |
| [00:13.50] | They found him in the gutter of |
| [00:15.59] | The business end of another friday night |
| [00:21.20] | Someone had clearly been there before |
| [00:24.29] | I didn' t feel I had to ask him why |
| [00:29.46] | I have never understood why we need to know |
| [00:32.64] | The reasons for everyone else' s strides |
| [00:37.85] | Sometimes you don' t need sympathy to get the words right |
| [00:45.03] | Caught in anguish |
| [00:48.70] | He was |
| [00:53.17] | Sometimes that' s enough |
| [00:59.84] | For he was singing |
| [01:02.01] | Oh looks like the end again |
| [01:09.50] | Her body bleaching out into the waves |
| [01:16.44] | It' s still the loudest thing |
| [01:21.74] | Oh I wish I had all my friends somewhere drinking |
| [01:33.67] | The sunny afternoon into oblivion |
| [01:40.72] | But that' s not your fault |
| [01:44.02] | How could that be my fault? |
| [01:51.44] | So we walked into a house party of someone, |
| [01:54.45] | Someone somehow knew all about |
| [01:59.76] | And all the young girls turned up late |
| [02:02.14] | And drank us all to some kind of stand still |
| [02:08.01] | With looks averted all before |
| [02:09.78] | And distant ideas of death and thrills |
| [02:15.36] | And in absence asks the host if he had any left |
| [02:19.26] | And somehow I did feel like yesterday was ours |
| [02:26.95] | But it' s gone |
| [02:30.69] | Yesterday was ours |
| [02:34.78] | All along |
| [02:37.92] | And they were singing |
| [02:39.78] | Oh looks like the end again |
| [02:47.47] | Her body bleaching out into the waves |
| [02:54.34] | Its still the loudest thing |
| [02:59.54] | Oh I wish I had all my friends |
| [03:07.91] | Out there drinking the sunny afternoon into oblivion |
| [03:19.06] | But that' s not your fault |
| [03:21.95] | How could that be your fault? |
| [03:26.39] |