This song is called "The ballad of me and my friends"

Everybody's got themselves a plan
And everybody thinks they'll be the man, including the girls
The musicians who lack the friends to form a band
Are the singer song writers
The rest of us are DJ's or official club photographers

And tonight I'm playing another Nambucca show
So I'm going through my phone book texting everyone I know
And quite a few I don't whose numbers found their way onto my phone
But I might come along anyway, you never really know

None of this is going anywhere
Pretty soon we'll all be old
And no one left alive will really care
About our glory days when we sold our souls
But if your all about the destination

Then take a fucking flight
We're going nowhere slowly but seeing all the signs
And we're definitely going to hell

But we'll have all the best stories to tell
Yes, I'm definitely going to hell
But I'll have all the best stories to tell

Thank you very much, that was eight