Booth & The Bad Angel Life Gets Better
Where'd you steal that song
Picked the bones of ancient ones
Once they're in your house they stay forever
Where'd you learn those moves?
From my anger from the blues
They're the only clues to my intention
How do when know your smiles
From the dolphin not the crocodile
The porpoise of this sickness
Is to get better
I see you shine far away in your new life
Looks to me like you got away
Maybe I'll be passing back this way
Don't tell me life gets better
don't tell me life gets better
What you have left to sell
Now that you moved out of hell
Who in England will want to hear you're happy
Only pain is deep
The rest is just an american dream
You sold your pain a bluesman for a crooner
I see you shine far away in your new life
Looks to me like you got away
Maybe I'll be passing back your way
Just don't tell me life gets better
don't tell me life gets better
Where'd you get that mask
Made it at school in the middle class
Something to show for all my parents' money
What have you left to say
Life's too good
Don't talk that way
I tell you life's not fair
Ah, but life gets better
Life gets bitter
Life gets better
Life gets better
Life gets better
Life gets better
