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Queen UK  
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Me and my best friend Jim started our own band
When I was 15 living in Deutschland
It didn't matter that we could hardly play
We came up with a fucked up name we called the band Queen UK
And I played the guitar he played drums
Our parents told us we'd be bums
And everyday we'd go over to his parents house 
And in the basement we play as hard and loud
As we could get it it drove his mom mad
And he never seemed to face his drunk dad
We wrote 5 or 6 songs or so
We played them at the high school talent show
We blew that shit up the girls went crazy
We looked so cool they called us baby 
After that man we had it made
The sky was the limit the normal life was laterade

Well I moved to Austin he moved to LA after living in Seattle
I joined a funk band he got into heavy metal
It was a wild time I did a lot of blotter
It was like some fucked episode of Welcome Back Kotter
I went to LA to visit him
But he was fucked up playing in some shitty band
Snorting heroin he had like 10 tatoos
We smoked some serious kind we drank a ton of booze
We joked around we'd always say 
We've come so far since the good ol' days
It was a blur but I don't remember much 
Was glad to get the fuck out I never liked LA too much
Austin was more laid back more like my kind of town
People kickin' it back and not so tightly wound
My bands kept breaking up like they always do
I kept getting by and somehow pulling through
I got a phone call from Jim one night in '98 
He didn't sound so good he said I need a break and he said 
Can I come to stay for a week or so
I said that'd be cool no problem bro

But I never spoke to him again after that
I got a call one day from a guy in Jim's band Aftermath
He said that Jim had died sometime last week or so
In his apartment of some kind of overdose 
The police couldn't find his folks and maybe did I know
How to get a hold of them and I did and so
I called his parents up and it was shitty but
I went to the funeral and I was all fucked up
And I felt responsible in some weird ol' way 
There was nothing I could do and nothing I could say
That's the way it goes when fate is king 
You can't tell the world how to do its thing 
You just hold on tight let it take you for a ride
Maybe you might make to the other side 
And in the end I guess it doesn't matter so
I guess I'll tell you everything I know now