Best Friends

Bed head, undead Get up and wipe the sleep from your eyes You're gonna be the big star In the spotlight With a pick, your dagger, a star-lit swagger Only your best friends think your alright Alright, alright They think you're alright Whoa oh oh oh Shaky maybes, sweaty babies The feel seems to stick to you like glue Drunken regrets, passed up sure bets The can't, in a deeper shade of blue Oh, but they think you're alright Alright, alright They think you're alright Whoa oh oh Big town, small town settled, never seems real You're fighting for something you're too scared to find But it's nice to remember the toil and the splendor When only your best friends think you're alright Alright, alright They think you're alright Whoa oh oh oh Shaky maybes, sweaty babies The feel seems to stick to you like glue Drunken regrets, passed up sure bets The can't, in a deeper shade of blue Oh, but they think you're alright Alright, alright They think you're alright Alright, alright They think you're alright Alright, alright They think you're alright Whoa oh oh oh Alright They think you're alright Alright, alright Bed head, undead Get up and wipe the sleep from your eyes Alright You're gonna be a big star in the spotlight Alright, alright