I've never known a better writer or a better guy
His songs wouldn't just touch you, they would punch you in the eye
It doesn't happen a lot when everybody has the same thought "He wasn't supposed to die"
So let's clank our beers and give three cheers for Tony SlyI never heard a bad word about him, I never heard a bad melody
His dying isn't tragic, it's a fucking catastrophe
I've lost my parents and so many friends, I chalk it c'est la vie
It's nothing like losing my friend TonySometimes on weekends, when our kids hang out together
Kiera tells Darla that her dad's songs are better
And I think she's sad, cause tomorrow she hopes her dad
Will be coming home, cause he told her that 3 years ago on the phoneTony, you make me see myself in a way I don't wanna see
Do I have to stop living so recklessly
So I can be the father I know I can be?All the endless nights we had, the 20 years of laughs
I've looked, but I can't find any photographs
Of us, because it's weird to take photos with your best friends
Cause you don't think that you'll never see them againI'm sorry that I wasn't there for you when you needed me in the end
I was there to give your eulogy, but not when you needed a friend
And when they lowered your body into the ground even the piper began to cry
From coast to coast, let's raise our drinks and give a toast to Tony Sly
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