With a Little Help From My Friends Lyrics

I could never find

That peace of mind

I could never understand

How good times could be so happy

And bad times could be so sad

Why the Christian Man was so evil

And the Common Man so kind

And the Politician was such an arsehole

Everytime

I could never find

That peace of mind

I could never understand

Why I worked so hard for a livin

And I always had callused hands

Then a stinkin' little bureaucrat

Would try and take it all away

And I learnt how quickly wars began

But I wished they'd had their day

Then I went to work one morning

That night I was in a white gown

And the nicest man called Stephen May

Dropped in as he did his rounds

He told me I had Leukaemia

And my whole world fell apart

I wondered where I was heading

Yes I wondered with all my heart

So I started on the chemo

Ward 25 became my home

I remember the breakfasts with Dulcie

In the pristine Bone Marrow room

I remember the isolation

Needle times drove me round the bend

But the one thing that I could never forget

Was the kindness of our friends

It's two years since they let me out

I struggled when Dulcie was gone

And I've struggled with the shadows

Of this disease

Where there's nothin' physically wrong

And the fateful dates

That Outpatients make

Are part of the new routine

And the life and the strength that I'd once known

Are part of a distant dream

But I'm close to finding peace of mind

And I think I understand

Why good times should be so happy

And bad times should be so sad

And the Politician and the Bureaucrat

And the Evil Man as well

Sometimes you've got to fight them hard

But mostly they can go to hell

For me it's never certain

But the bottom line is I'm still here

Steak with red wine with a bbq

And I'm forcing down the odd beer

And I do a bit of fishing

Farm working to make amends

And as the Beatles said so long ago

I get by with a little help

From my friends

I get by with a little help

From my friends

I get by with a little help from my friends