a short site about The Divine Comedy

French version

Our Mutual Friend

Peter Jöback cover (4:55)

No matter how I try,
I just can’t get him out of my mind
And I when I sleep I visualise him.

I saw him in the bar,
I met him later at the night-club.
A mutual friend introduced us
We talked about the noise
And how it’s hard to hear your own voice
Above the beat and the sub-bass.
We talked and talked for hours,
We talked in the back of our friend’s car
As we all went back to his place.

On our friend’s settee,
He told me that he really liked me
And I said: “Cool, the feeling’s mutual.”
We played old forty fives,
I said: “It’s like the soundtrack to our lives.”
And he said: “True, it’s not unusual.”
Then privately we danced
But couldn’t seem to keep our balance,
A drunken haze had come upon us.
We sank down to the floor
And we sang a song that I can’t sing any more,
And then we kissed and fell unconscious.

I woke up the next day
All alone but for a headache,
I stumbled out to find the bathroom.
But all I found was him
Wrapped around another lover.
No longer then is he our mutual friend.