Old Friends / No Yen Piron and Largunkel
From Simon and Garfunkel's Old Friends/Bookends

Old friends...old friends...
Stood in the airport without yen
Two credit cards, uselessly maxed,
Fall from the fingers
Of the numb hands
Of the old friends...

Old friends
Fragging companions, the young men
Wandering foreigners, hopeless from the outset
The charms of the city, 3vil and cute,
Tumble like bricks
For the foreheads
Of the old friends.

Can you imagine us, years from today,
Stuck in this place eternally?
How terribly strange to be Japanese...

Old friends...
Somehow conjoining their two worlds
Fearing the wrath of the same...girls?

Hit reset--too late to hit reset. Too late...
Lousy scenario...I don't know where to go now.
Far away, home must be... I have a paying job.
Savor the irony, lest it should kill you...

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