Better Days (Live at Warner Hollywood Studios, Los Angeles, CA - September 1992)

Well my soul checked out missing as I sat listening

To the hours and minutes tickin' away

Yeah just sittin' around waitin' for my life to begin

While it was all just slippin' away

I'm tired of waitin' for tomorrow to come

Or that train to come roarin' 'round the bend

I got a new suit of clothes, a pretty red rose

And a woman I can call my friend

These are better days, baby

Better days, it's true

These are better days, baby

Better days with a girl like you

Well I took a piss at fortune's sweet kiss

It's like eatin' caviar and dirt

It's a sad funny ending when you find yourself pretending

A rich man in a poor man's shirt

Now my ass was draggin' from a passin' gypsy wagon

Your heart like a diamond shone

Tonight I'm layin' in your arms carvin' lucky charms

Out of these hard-luck bones

These are better days, baby

Better days, it's true

These are better days, baby

Better days are shining through

Now a life of leisure and a pirate's treasure

Don't make much for tragedy

It's a sad man, my friend, who's livin' in his own skin

And can't stand the company

Every fool's got a reason for feelin' sorry for himself

Turning his heart to stone

Tonight this fool's halfway to heaven and just a mile outta hell

But I feel like I'm comin' home

These are better days, baby

Better days, it's true

These are better days, baby

Better days with a girl like you

These are better days, baby

Better days, it's true

These are better days, baby

Better days are shining through

These are better days

Better days, it's true

These are better days, baby

Better days are shining through

These are better days

These are better days

Better days are shining through

These are better days

These are better days

Better days are shining through