Pretty Good Year (Live) [Sound Advice Amphitheatre, 04/09/03]

[Verse 1]

Tears on the sleeve of a man

Don't want to be a boy today

I heard the eternal footman

Bought himself a bike to race

[Pre-Chorus]

And Greg he writes letters and burns his CDs

They say you were something in those formative years

Hold onto nothing as fast as you can

[Chorus]

Well, still, pretty good year

Pretty good

[Verse 2]

Maybe a bright sandy beach

Is gonna bring you back, back, back

Maybe not, so now you're off

You're gonna see America

Well let me tell you something about America

[Chorus]

Ah, pretty she is...

Ah, pretty she can be

[Bridge]

Some things are melting now

Some things are melting now

Well, hey, what's it gonna take

Till my baby's alright?

What's it gonna take

Till my baby's alright?

[Pre-Chorus]

Greg, he writes letters with his birthday pen

Sometimes he's aware that they're drawing him in

Lucy was pretty, your best friend agreed

[Chorus]

Well, still, pretty good

A-ha, pretty good

A-ha, pretty good

A-ha, pretty good year