Better Days
- Pigfarmer Jr
- Jump
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Better Days
Better Days
Pigfarmer Jr
It's so damn dark I just can't stay awake
All these crazy thoughts run 'round, It's more than I can take
They wake me up and make me take my pills
Wish someone would hold my hand 'cuz I can't keep them still
I can't seem to find my way out of this hole
I climb and climb but I somehow seem to lose control
I hang on but my courage seems to fade away
I've lost sight of all my better days
The sun is rising but I'm locked up inside
I can feel my heartbeat but I doubt I'm still alive
I hear the voices but they won't talk to me
Maybe if I fight some more then I can find the key
I can't seem to find my way out of this hole
I climb and climb but I somehow seem to lose control
I hang on but my courage seems to fade away
I just hope there will be some better days
I can't seem to find my way out of this hole
I climb and climb but I somehow seem to lose control
I hang on but my courage seems to fade away
I don't know if I'll see some better days
Pigfarmer Jr
It's so damn dark I just can't stay awake
All these crazy thoughts run 'round, It's more than I can take
They wake me up and make me take my pills
Wish someone would hold my hand 'cuz I can't keep them still
I can't seem to find my way out of this hole
I climb and climb but I somehow seem to lose control
I hang on but my courage seems to fade away
I've lost sight of all my better days
The sun is rising but I'm locked up inside
I can feel my heartbeat but I doubt I'm still alive
I hear the voices but they won't talk to me
Maybe if I fight some more then I can find the key
I can't seem to find my way out of this hole
I climb and climb but I somehow seem to lose control
I hang on but my courage seems to fade away
I just hope there will be some better days
I can't seem to find my way out of this hole
I climb and climb but I somehow seem to lose control
I hang on but my courage seems to fade away
I don't know if I'll see some better days
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- the idiot king
- Push Comes to Shove
- Posts: 332
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Re: Better Days
A horseman has graced us globally
But at least we did what we could
Randall Flagg’s walked across these lands
But at least the ratings were good
Have you ever seen better days than these?
Smiles are as contagious as a disease
The head of state likely shits himself
But at least the last guy did too
We’re overworking for so little pay
But at least we can do it on Zoom
Have you ever seen better days than these?
Smiles are as contagious as a disease
Militaries killing anything that moves
But at least drones are doing the strikes
We’re all just waiting for the next tragedy
But at least my new selfie got likes
Have you ever seen better days than these?
Smiles are as contagious as a disease
Have you ever seen better days than these?
Smiles are as contagious as a disease
But at least we did what we could
Randall Flagg’s walked across these lands
But at least the ratings were good
Have you ever seen better days than these?
Smiles are as contagious as a disease
The head of state likely shits himself
But at least the last guy did too
We’re overworking for so little pay
But at least we can do it on Zoom
Have you ever seen better days than these?
Smiles are as contagious as a disease
Militaries killing anything that moves
But at least drones are doing the strikes
We’re all just waiting for the next tragedy
But at least my new selfie got likes
Have you ever seen better days than these?
Smiles are as contagious as a disease
Have you ever seen better days than these?
Smiles are as contagious as a disease
"You know the change will do you good."
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- sleepysilverdoor
- Ice Cream Man
- Posts: 1087
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Re: Better Days
Phlebia
I doze off, then scritchy scratchy scritchy scratchy
Meow meow, running up and down the hall
I just laid down, but if I don’t get up
You won’t shut up, I swear that I just let you in
It never stops if I delay
Stumble downstairs in a daze
My nights have seen better days
Midnight, I finally shut my eyes to
Sleep tight, and then you start to whine
I reach out, and fumble for the paci
Then you shout, and then commence the crying
And it won’t stop if I delay
I’m changing diapers anyway
My nights have seen better days
I doze off, then scritchy scratchy scritchy scratchy
Meow meow, running up and down the hall
I just laid down, but if I don’t get up
You won’t shut up, I swear that I just let you in
It never stops if I delay
Stumble downstairs in a daze
My nights have seen better days
Midnight, I finally shut my eyes to
Sleep tight, and then you start to whine
I reach out, and fumble for the paci
Then you shout, and then commence the crying
And it won’t stop if I delay
I’m changing diapers anyway
My nights have seen better days
"There's a lot to be said about a full-on frontal assault on the ear drums" - Pigfarmer Jr.
- seemanski
- Somebody Get Me A Doctor
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Re: Better Days
Better Days
see-man-ski
I'm not mad, I'm just a little put out
by the fact, that you think that I'm not
up to scratch, nor the latest trend
I can stand tall, but I will never bend
I let you know the current state
I always I kept you up to date
and every time you asked me to
I always let the call go through
so just before you put me to bed
keep these words in your head
I know that I've seen better days, oh why
So what is it that they've got
so clearly I have not
is it classed as cutting edge
when it comes it blue not red
you've pushed my buttons for so god damn long
the numbers are missing
that's why you got it wrong
I let you know what your friends were up to
even when they don't invite you
is it such a pain in the ass
that there's a scratch across the glass
so just before you throw me to the curb
think of times when I corrected your words
I know that I've seen better days, oh why
see-man-ski
I'm not mad, I'm just a little put out
by the fact, that you think that I'm not
up to scratch, nor the latest trend
I can stand tall, but I will never bend
I let you know the current state
I always I kept you up to date
and every time you asked me to
I always let the call go through
so just before you put me to bed
keep these words in your head
I know that I've seen better days, oh why
So what is it that they've got
so clearly I have not
is it classed as cutting edge
when it comes it blue not red
you've pushed my buttons for so god damn long
the numbers are missing
that's why you got it wrong
I let you know what your friends were up to
even when they don't invite you
is it such a pain in the ass
that there's a scratch across the glass
so just before you throw me to the curb
think of times when I corrected your words
I know that I've seen better days, oh why
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- Ain't Talkin' 'Bout Love
- Posts: 54
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Re: Better Days
Better Days - ShoehornTC
Just a few years back it seems
we pinned our hopes pinned our dreams
On a light that shined so bright
and for us that light would fight for better days
So we jumped with both feet in
no matter what we had to win
We know faith is all you need
as long as you believe in better days
Well you screwed the pooch again
Going backwards never wins
We’ll forgive your sins we hope along the way
We still got some love to give but the anger must be rid
So get on the train we’re moving now today
Better days better days
A cold shower or some smelling salt
A place for you to wash it off
Turn the page and figure out
We can go without you to better days
Just a few years back it seems
we pinned our hopes pinned our dreams
On a light that shined so bright
and for us that light would fight for better days
So we jumped with both feet in
no matter what we had to win
We know faith is all you need
as long as you believe in better days
Well you screwed the pooch again
Going backwards never wins
We’ll forgive your sins we hope along the way
We still got some love to give but the anger must be rid
So get on the train we’re moving now today
Better days better days
A cold shower or some smelling salt
A place for you to wash it off
Turn the page and figure out
We can go without you to better days
- slyeli
- Ain't Talkin' 'Bout Love
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Re: Better Days
Better Days - Sly Eli
Taking it all down
I never lost the crown
I could not be nothing
No I'll always be
A gangster
Living like a gangster
Going on the run
Tear the heart from grace
Never losing face
I will not be put down
I will always be
A gangster
Blazing like a gangster
Going on the run
Through gun smoke haze
I've seen men die
But I'm holding on to hope for better days
Though the hell I'll raise
I'll steal, I'll lie
But I'm holding on to hope for better days
Dicing with the gun
Losing what I've won
I'll be going all in
I will always be
A gangster
Rolling like a gangster
Going on the run
I could not be nothing no I'll never be
I could not, I could not, I could not
Taking it all down
I never lost the crown
I could not be nothing
No I'll always be
A gangster
Living like a gangster
Going on the run
Tear the heart from grace
Never losing face
I will not be put down
I will always be
A gangster
Blazing like a gangster
Going on the run
Through gun smoke haze
I've seen men die
But I'm holding on to hope for better days
Though the hell I'll raise
I'll steal, I'll lie
But I'm holding on to hope for better days
Dicing with the gun
Losing what I've won
I'll be going all in
I will always be
A gangster
Rolling like a gangster
Going on the run
I could not be nothing no I'll never be
I could not, I could not, I could not
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- Somebody Get Me A Doctor
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- Location: North Carolina, Colorado
Re: Better Days
BETTER DAYS
toby roktot
V1. 3/4. G, C, D
That sweet girl meant all to me.
love I thought would last eternally
Once in a while we’d have a fight
And make up for that with the lovin at night
V2
I was a happy man but I didn’t see
My gal was losing her patience with me
She was tired of me working so late
I came home one night I could feel the hate
Chorus
She broke some dishes throwing them at me
She broke my glasses so now I can’t see
She broke my pickup and now it won’t start
And the last thing she did, she broke my heart
V3
Said She needed to have better days
tired of my job and blue collar ways
Gonna leave me to start a new life
Out she went my future ex-wife
Chorus
She broke my washer so I wear dirty clothes
She hauled off and hit and broke my nose
She broke my checkbook down at the k-mart
And the last thing she did she broke my heart
Bridge. 4/4. Em, F C D
Better days are what she wanted
Better days she’s on it.
Em, F, Am, D
Better days are comin again
Better days she without him
V4
My friends say forget her, just let her go. 3/4.
Find another lover and take it real slow
So I make sure of one thing with the women I met
they don’t go break things when they get upset
Chorus
broke some dishes throwing them at me
She broke my glasses so now I can’t see
She broke my pickup and now it won’t start
And the last thing she did, she broke my heart
She broke my washer so I wear dirty clothes
She hauled off and hit and broke my nose
She broke my checkbook down at the k-mart
And the last thing she did she broke my heart
(slowly)
The worse thing she did, she broke my heart
toby roktot
V1. 3/4. G, C, D
That sweet girl meant all to me.
love I thought would last eternally
Once in a while we’d have a fight
And make up for that with the lovin at night
V2
I was a happy man but I didn’t see
My gal was losing her patience with me
She was tired of me working so late
I came home one night I could feel the hate
Chorus
She broke some dishes throwing them at me
She broke my glasses so now I can’t see
She broke my pickup and now it won’t start
And the last thing she did, she broke my heart
V3
Said She needed to have better days
tired of my job and blue collar ways
Gonna leave me to start a new life
Out she went my future ex-wife
Chorus
She broke my washer so I wear dirty clothes
She hauled off and hit and broke my nose
She broke my checkbook down at the k-mart
And the last thing she did she broke my heart
Bridge. 4/4. Em, F C D
Better days are what she wanted
Better days she’s on it.
Em, F, Am, D
Better days are comin again
Better days she without him
V4
My friends say forget her, just let her go. 3/4.
Find another lover and take it real slow
So I make sure of one thing with the women I met
they don’t go break things when they get upset
Chorus
broke some dishes throwing them at me
She broke my glasses so now I can’t see
She broke my pickup and now it won’t start
And the last thing she did, she broke my heart
She broke my washer so I wear dirty clothes
She hauled off and hit and broke my nose
She broke my checkbook down at the k-mart
And the last thing she did she broke my heart
(slowly)
The worse thing she did, she broke my heart
- WreckdoMelle
- Push Comes to Shove
- Posts: 359
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Re: Better Days
Better Days - Brown Word and the Big Whine
In these trying times
You might be tempted to go big and go stupid
But I'd offer you one word of advice
Don't
Caring is back so do ya give a fuck
Betting on some better days
Karen took the MAGA wrapper off her truck
Cruisin' toward those better days
Better days, greater lays
What more can anyone hope for
Better days, simple ways
It's all about what you get the people to go for
You might be tempted
To join a radical extremist online community
You might be tempted to pretend nothing's wrong
Don't
I'm double maskin' at the grocery store
Shopping for them better days
Where's my $2000 Joe?
I'm saving up for better days
Better days, greater lays
What more can anyone hope for
Better days, simple ways
It's all about what you get the people to go for
When in doubt bend over kiss your ass goodbye
Dying in slow-motion in the Starbucks line
Hey didn't we just have a right-wing insurrection?
Glad I didn't sell stock in Elon Musk's erection
Are you not entertained?
I just spent the last 10 months in pajamas
Hey, you!
Cover your nose.
There you go.
In these trying times
You might be tempted to go big and go stupid
But I'd offer you one word of advice
Don't
Caring is back so do ya give a fuck
Betting on some better days
Karen took the MAGA wrapper off her truck
Cruisin' toward those better days
Better days, greater lays
What more can anyone hope for
Better days, simple ways
It's all about what you get the people to go for
You might be tempted
To join a radical extremist online community
You might be tempted to pretend nothing's wrong
Don't
I'm double maskin' at the grocery store
Shopping for them better days
Where's my $2000 Joe?
I'm saving up for better days
Better days, greater lays
What more can anyone hope for
Better days, simple ways
It's all about what you get the people to go for
When in doubt bend over kiss your ass goodbye
Dying in slow-motion in the Starbucks line
Hey didn't we just have a right-wing insurrection?
Glad I didn't sell stock in Elon Musk's erection
Are you not entertained?
I just spent the last 10 months in pajamas
Hey, you!
Cover your nose.
There you go.
Brown Word and the Big Whine on Bandcamp:
http://brownwordandthebigwhine.bandcamp.com
http://brownwordandthebigwhine.bandcamp.com
- lichenthroat
- Mean Street
- Posts: 543
- Joined: Thu Oct 27, 2016 12:54 pm
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- Location: New Mexico
Re: Better Days
Better Days by Lichen Throat
When the war was over, there were better days. Our enemies became our buddies, although Uncle Sam and Uncle Joe stopped being friends. But if you wanted a job, you could show up at any factory and just ask. Ike’s new freeways were covered with chrome and tailfins. There was a steak on every grill and a poodle on every skirt. Even gravity wasn’t a limit.
These better days aren’t all so good
If you are misunderstood.
The perfect world can be a cage
In the atomic age.
But if times were so great, why was everybody so unhappy? Why were divorce rates on a rocket to the moon? Why was every book about miserable suburban people, unless it was written by an eccentric British professor or a bum? Why was it all white bread and baloney? And you were likely to be assassinated if your last name started with a K. Or an X.
These better days aren’t all so good
If you are misunderstood.
If you snoop around backstage
You’re going to be outraged.
Take ahold of the divining rod until it points straight down.
It works because there’s water everywhere underground.
I do think we’re going to have better days, with electric cars and windmills and justice for all. Or at least more justice for all. And fewer ignorant buffoons who deny objective facts. We should do all these things, and we should start now. We’re going to live in a world with clean water and healthy polar bears. But don’t think it’ll make you happy. You’ll find a way to mess it up.
These better days aren’t all so good
If you are misunderstood.
The perfect world can be a cage
In the utopic age.
When the war was over, there were better days. Our enemies became our buddies, although Uncle Sam and Uncle Joe stopped being friends. But if you wanted a job, you could show up at any factory and just ask. Ike’s new freeways were covered with chrome and tailfins. There was a steak on every grill and a poodle on every skirt. Even gravity wasn’t a limit.
These better days aren’t all so good
If you are misunderstood.
The perfect world can be a cage
In the atomic age.
But if times were so great, why was everybody so unhappy? Why were divorce rates on a rocket to the moon? Why was every book about miserable suburban people, unless it was written by an eccentric British professor or a bum? Why was it all white bread and baloney? And you were likely to be assassinated if your last name started with a K. Or an X.
These better days aren’t all so good
If you are misunderstood.
If you snoop around backstage
You’re going to be outraged.
Take ahold of the divining rod until it points straight down.
It works because there’s water everywhere underground.
I do think we’re going to have better days, with electric cars and windmills and justice for all. Or at least more justice for all. And fewer ignorant buffoons who deny objective facts. We should do all these things, and we should start now. We’re going to live in a world with clean water and healthy polar bears. But don’t think it’ll make you happy. You’ll find a way to mess it up.
These better days aren’t all so good
If you are misunderstood.
The perfect world can be a cage
In the utopic age.
- jpnickolas
- Ain't Talkin' 'Bout Love
- Posts: 59
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- Contact:
Re: Better Days
“Away lies better days”
Is the sad phrased craze
We often praise
Eyes glaze and blur the days
Til we’re decayed and gray
With just replays
The nays, delays, and malaise
Are our cliches
That let better days
Be runaways
So let me rephrase
Though away lies better days
Take stock in what lays
With incremental plays
Appraise the railways
The highways the trailways
That raise better todays
That raise better todays
Set ablaze todays
As flames deglaze the haze
Amaze in what better ways
Stray from just okay
When better days delays
You’re left with just todays
When better days delays
You’re left with just todays
Is the sad phrased craze
We often praise
Eyes glaze and blur the days
Til we’re decayed and gray
With just replays
The nays, delays, and malaise
Are our cliches
That let better days
Be runaways
So let me rephrase
Though away lies better days
Take stock in what lays
With incremental plays
Appraise the railways
The highways the trailways
That raise better todays
That raise better todays
Set ablaze todays
As flames deglaze the haze
Amaze in what better ways
Stray from just okay
When better days delays
You’re left with just todays
When better days delays
You’re left with just todays
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- Panama
- Posts: 974
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- Contact:
Re: Better Days
Better Days
Walrus Volcano Banker
Caravan Ray - vocals, guitar
Lunkhead - drums, mixing
owl - vocals, guiro
Sober - bass, banjo, mandolin
So they say
We're on our way back
With hope speeding towards us
Like a train on a track
Pretty soon
We'll get to see family and friends
But is it just me
Who's scared for the end?
Outside my door, a black dog waits
For brighter times and better days
To come find me
To curl up beside me
When the world is ending, it just makes sense
To stay in bed and start drinking again
But who cries
When there's nothing but blue skies?
I don't want to sound crazy
But I think I was happy
Hiding away
With the dark all around me
I don't really know
How to be like everyone else
Wake up feeling fine
And smile when the sun shines
Outside my door, a black dog waits
For brighter times and better days
To come find me
To curl up beside me
When the world is ending, it just makes sense
To stay in bed and start drinking again
But who cries
When there's nothing but blue skies?
Back to parties
With no-one to talk to
Awkward first dates
With men who don't want you
Being the only one
Alone on a Saturday night
Looking out at the city
And all of those faraway lives
Outside my door, a black dog waits
For brighter times and better days
To come find me
To curl up beside me
When the world is ending, it just makes sense
To stay in bed and start drinking again
But who cries
When there's nothing but blue skies?
Outside my door, a black dog waits
For brighter times and better days
To come find me
To curl up beside me
When the world is ending, it just makes sense
To stay in bed and get high again
But who cries
When there's nothing but blue skies?
Walrus Volcano Banker
Caravan Ray - vocals, guitar
Lunkhead - drums, mixing
owl - vocals, guiro
Sober - bass, banjo, mandolin
So they say
We're on our way back
With hope speeding towards us
Like a train on a track
Pretty soon
We'll get to see family and friends
But is it just me
Who's scared for the end?
Outside my door, a black dog waits
For brighter times and better days
To come find me
To curl up beside me
When the world is ending, it just makes sense
To stay in bed and start drinking again
But who cries
When there's nothing but blue skies?
I don't want to sound crazy
But I think I was happy
Hiding away
With the dark all around me
I don't really know
How to be like everyone else
Wake up feeling fine
And smile when the sun shines
Outside my door, a black dog waits
For brighter times and better days
To come find me
To curl up beside me
When the world is ending, it just makes sense
To stay in bed and start drinking again
But who cries
When there's nothing but blue skies?
Back to parties
With no-one to talk to
Awkward first dates
With men who don't want you
Being the only one
Alone on a Saturday night
Looking out at the city
And all of those faraway lives
Outside my door, a black dog waits
For brighter times and better days
To come find me
To curl up beside me
When the world is ending, it just makes sense
To stay in bed and start drinking again
But who cries
When there's nothing but blue skies?
Outside my door, a black dog waits
For brighter times and better days
To come find me
To curl up beside me
When the world is ending, it just makes sense
To stay in bed and get high again
But who cries
When there's nothing but blue skies?
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- crumpart
- Ice Cream Man
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Re: Better Days
Better Days
Moon Logic (crumpart, JB, Lichen Throat and J$)
Sunset is over
But I need a little time
The night's a closer
And I'm going out my mind
How many hours in a day
Won't let you slip away
Five thousand eight hundred
Thirty two hours
A blood red sky
And sorry 'bout the flowers
On Venus hearts don't break
They're crushed and then they're baked
If we could embrace in our puffy white suits
I’d meet you in space in my funky space boots
We could float away, take the time that we need
I would beg you to stay, I would beg you for mercy
A single spin on Mercury
Has time to fill the page
For the slowest ever Earthling
And a three word message
Broadcast by Mariner 10
Burned up by radiation
Romance on Pluto
Might be possible
The tiny speck of Sol
Makes it hard to tell
A day might as well be a dozen
'Cause my baby's heart is frozen
I think a better day would be
As short as it can be
You don't need to concur
There's nothing to inter
Spread my ashes over Jupiter
If we could embrace in our puffy white suits
I’d meet you in space in my funky space boots
We could float away, take the time that we need
I would beg you to stay, I would beg you for mercy
Moon Logic (crumpart, JB, Lichen Throat and J$)
Sunset is over
But I need a little time
The night's a closer
And I'm going out my mind
How many hours in a day
Won't let you slip away
Five thousand eight hundred
Thirty two hours
A blood red sky
And sorry 'bout the flowers
On Venus hearts don't break
They're crushed and then they're baked
If we could embrace in our puffy white suits
I’d meet you in space in my funky space boots
We could float away, take the time that we need
I would beg you to stay, I would beg you for mercy
A single spin on Mercury
Has time to fill the page
For the slowest ever Earthling
And a three word message
Broadcast by Mariner 10
Burned up by radiation
Romance on Pluto
Might be possible
The tiny speck of Sol
Makes it hard to tell
A day might as well be a dozen
'Cause my baby's heart is frozen
I think a better day would be
As short as it can be
You don't need to concur
There's nothing to inter
Spread my ashes over Jupiter
If we could embrace in our puffy white suits
I’d meet you in space in my funky space boots
We could float away, take the time that we need
I would beg you to stay, I would beg you for mercy
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Devil’s got me Lindt! Devil’s got me Lindt!
- mholland
- Somebody Get Me A Doctor
- Posts: 170
- Joined: Sat Jul 25, 2020 8:18 pm
- Instruments: Saxophones and other things
- Recording Method: Scarlett 18i20, Logic
- Submitting as: Night Sky
- Pronouns: he/him
- Location: Davis, CA
Re: Better Days
Better Days - Night Sky
Lookin’ back baby
To those sweeter times
I can still see the pretty smile
You had for me when I walked in the door
In that fine and fancy kitchen with the checkered floor
The candy-colored cabinets
Our only extravagance
And I’d say hey baby baby
Finish up that tuna noodle casserole
I’m about to lose control
I got that fire only you provoke
And only you could set me free
But now you’re gone, gone, gone. I’m so alone
No one at the door and no one on the phone
Nothing to do but to remember those long ago
Better days better days
And she said, someday maybe
I’ll have sweeter times
I can still fake the pretty smile
I had for you when you walked in the door
In that teeny tiny kitchen with the checkered floor
With the candy-colored cabinets
My boredom was fathomless
And I’d say hey hold the baby
I made another fucking casserole
Yeah I finally got some birth control
Whoa god I just need a little peace
To set myself free
So when you’re gone, gone, gone, and I’m alone
No one at the door and no one on the phone
Ain’t nothing I gotta do but enjoy
Better days better days
Lookin’ back baby
To those sweeter times
I can still see the pretty smile
You had for me when I walked in the door
In that fine and fancy kitchen with the checkered floor
The candy-colored cabinets
Our only extravagance
And I’d say hey baby baby
Finish up that tuna noodle casserole
I’m about to lose control
I got that fire only you provoke
And only you could set me free
But now you’re gone, gone, gone. I’m so alone
No one at the door and no one on the phone
Nothing to do but to remember those long ago
Better days better days
And she said, someday maybe
I’ll have sweeter times
I can still fake the pretty smile
I had for you when you walked in the door
In that teeny tiny kitchen with the checkered floor
With the candy-colored cabinets
My boredom was fathomless
And I’d say hey hold the baby
I made another fucking casserole
Yeah I finally got some birth control
Whoa god I just need a little peace
To set myself free
So when you’re gone, gone, gone, and I’m alone
No one at the door and no one on the phone
Ain’t nothing I gotta do but enjoy
Better days better days
Night Sky is Sally on lyrics, Steve on drums, and Matt on the other stuff
- Duncan
- Somebody Get Me A Doctor
- Posts: 199
- Joined: Mon Jan 18, 2021 1:53 am
- Instruments: Piano, Guitar, Sax, Clarinet, Harmonica, Voice
- Recording Method: Reaper
- Submitting as: Duncan Martin
- Pronouns: he/him
- Location: Vancouver, BC
Re: Better Days
Better Days By Duncan Martin
C C7 F
Threw my bag in the back of my Toyota Corolla
C G
Your tears soaked the ropes of my bolo as I tried to console you
F C
Up north fittin’ pipe smokin’ Camel lights
F C
And the money flowed and we’d no longer fight
G Am F G Am
Those were better days, but lonely nights
F Am
It was alright, I was okay
G
Hydraulic claws and iron straws and overtime was paid
Dm Am
Work hard enough you wouldn’t have to lie awake in bed
F G G7
A pillow for the spoonin’ and another for your head
I got promoted and whenever I’d fly I’d buy myself a shoeshine
We bought a house by the tracks with my earnings from that cursed pipeline
And those train cars might have been a visual blight
Clanging dusk ‘til dawn but the price was right
These better days, sleepless nights
But that’s ok, that’s how it goes
Cedar Hedge is said to block the rail noise as it grows
Maybe I’d find a job where I could work nights instead of days
Where all you need is venician blinds to block those pesky rays
The Keystone line got scrapped by executive order
Biden wasn’t keen on buying tar from north of the border
I bought a pole, some tights. And some heels for height
I swallowed my pride and my stage fright
Now it’s sweater vest days, and sweaty ass nights
But that’s alright, I don’t mind
I was reckless then, but these are changing times
I wake at noon hit the snooze pick up the kids from school
I collect more in my thong than I ever did in fossil fuels
C C7 F
Threw my bag in the back of my Toyota Corolla
C G
Your tears soaked the ropes of my bolo as I tried to console you
F C
Up north fittin’ pipe smokin’ Camel lights
F C
And the money flowed and we’d no longer fight
G Am F G Am
Those were better days, but lonely nights
F Am
It was alright, I was okay
G
Hydraulic claws and iron straws and overtime was paid
Dm Am
Work hard enough you wouldn’t have to lie awake in bed
F G G7
A pillow for the spoonin’ and another for your head
I got promoted and whenever I’d fly I’d buy myself a shoeshine
We bought a house by the tracks with my earnings from that cursed pipeline
And those train cars might have been a visual blight
Clanging dusk ‘til dawn but the price was right
These better days, sleepless nights
But that’s ok, that’s how it goes
Cedar Hedge is said to block the rail noise as it grows
Maybe I’d find a job where I could work nights instead of days
Where all you need is venician blinds to block those pesky rays
The Keystone line got scrapped by executive order
Biden wasn’t keen on buying tar from north of the border
I bought a pole, some tights. And some heels for height
I swallowed my pride and my stage fright
Now it’s sweater vest days, and sweaty ass nights
But that’s alright, I don’t mind
I was reckless then, but these are changing times
I wake at noon hit the snooze pick up the kids from school
I collect more in my thong than I ever did in fossil fuels
- Merle Fyshwick
- Ain't Talkin' 'Bout Love
- Posts: 73
- Joined: Thu Feb 13, 2014 9:04 pm
- Recording Method: Cubase, Korg MicroKey, Zoom H1, shit headphones.
- Submitting as: The Magnetic Letters
- Location: Fremantle
Re: Better Days
Better Days - The Magnetic Letters
Better days will be even more better than Christmas
Hang a tinsel on the guillotine
See the children playing with the scapegoat
Splashing in the briny sea
Tie a ribbon round a blowfly everybody's laughing
Better days are funny times as well
Boys and girls will have their wishes all come true
If you hear the carolers at your door
Don't forget to wipe their sleepy eyes and noses
It is time for man and beast to raise a hearty cheer
Better days will be even more better than Christmas
Peel a fruit and hang it on the tree
Everyone will know it's better days
Better days will be even more better than Christmas
Hang a tinsel on the guillotine
See the children playing with the scapegoat
Splashing in the briny sea
Tie a ribbon round a blowfly everybody's laughing
Better days are funny times as well
Boys and girls will have their wishes all come true
If you hear the carolers at your door
Don't forget to wipe their sleepy eyes and noses
It is time for man and beast to raise a hearty cheer
Better days will be even more better than Christmas
Peel a fruit and hang it on the tree
Everyone will know it's better days
- SweeneyToad
- Somebody Get Me A Doctor
- Posts: 234
- Joined: Sat Feb 15, 2020 12:31 pm
- Instruments: FL Studio
- Recording Method: Pro Tools, Soundforge
- Submitting as: Sweeney Toad, Stylus Bazaar
- Pronouns: he/him
- Contact:
Re: Better Days
Better Days by Sweeney Toad
We got better rhymes for those better times
Better days ahead but for now I’ll just pass
For now we got rhymes and wow they suck ass
We got better rhymes for those better times
Better days ahead but for now I’ll just do me
For now we got rhymes and wow they suck booty
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
Staring in the face of the devil himself
Feels selfish to have held this relief it’s wealth
Nothings feels better than a sense of relief
I feel embraced based like a Basedgod Zangief
Better days are ahead but first we got to heal
Make sure all the MAGAt pigs have time to squeal
Reinvent the wheel let’s get back on track
Restack the economy gas prices wack
Get back Karen you ain’t wearing a mask
You look like one them kids starin’ in class
Sharin that booty with the whole football team cream
Cheerleader fiend favorite movie was Scream 3
We got better rhymes for those better times
Better days ahead but for now I’ll just pass
For now we got rhymes and wow they suck ass
We got better rhymes for those better times
Better days ahead but for now I’ll just do me
For now we got rhymes and wow they suck booty
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
I dream we be crowned prom king and prom princess
None of my business your the queen I’m the genius
I know they seen us penis shadow dropped in the DMs
Photoshopped just wanted to be friends
Wading in the deep ends minding my business
I didn’t commit the crime no bystander witness
Might stand there pissed this man can’t be involved
Your fault you didn’t have cameras installed
Not a fan at all don’t fear it’s all over
Not lucky at all a zero leaf clover
Beer and a bulldozer getting wrecked tonight
I’m an FBI agent inspect her booty right
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
We got better rhymes for those better times
Better days ahead but for now I’ll just pass
For now we got rhymes and wow they suck ass
We got better rhymes for those better times
Better days ahead but for now I’ll just do me
For now we got rhymes and wow they suck booty
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
We got better rhymes for those better times
Better days ahead but for now I’ll just pass
For now we got rhymes and wow they suck ass
We got better rhymes for those better times
Better days ahead but for now I’ll just do me
For now we got rhymes and wow they suck booty
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
Staring in the face of the devil himself
Feels selfish to have held this relief it’s wealth
Nothings feels better than a sense of relief
I feel embraced based like a Basedgod Zangief
Better days are ahead but first we got to heal
Make sure all the MAGAt pigs have time to squeal
Reinvent the wheel let’s get back on track
Restack the economy gas prices wack
Get back Karen you ain’t wearing a mask
You look like one them kids starin’ in class
Sharin that booty with the whole football team cream
Cheerleader fiend favorite movie was Scream 3
We got better rhymes for those better times
Better days ahead but for now I’ll just pass
For now we got rhymes and wow they suck ass
We got better rhymes for those better times
Better days ahead but for now I’ll just do me
For now we got rhymes and wow they suck booty
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
I dream we be crowned prom king and prom princess
None of my business your the queen I’m the genius
I know they seen us penis shadow dropped in the DMs
Photoshopped just wanted to be friends
Wading in the deep ends minding my business
I didn’t commit the crime no bystander witness
Might stand there pissed this man can’t be involved
Your fault you didn’t have cameras installed
Not a fan at all don’t fear it’s all over
Not lucky at all a zero leaf clover
Beer and a bulldozer getting wrecked tonight
I’m an FBI agent inspect her booty right
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
We got better rhymes for those better times
Better days ahead but for now I’ll just pass
For now we got rhymes and wow they suck ass
We got better rhymes for those better times
Better days ahead but for now I’ll just do me
For now we got rhymes and wow they suck booty
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
Booty booty booty booty
Sober GF: I can't explain why but I hated it
Toby Rok: Sweeeney Toad...I can’t explain why, but I like it...
sweeneytoad.bandcamp.com
Toby Rok: Sweeeney Toad...I can’t explain why, but I like it...
sweeneytoad.bandcamp.com
- vowlvom
- Ice Cream Man
- Posts: 1091
- Joined: Wed May 17, 2017 3:29 am
- Instruments: guitar, keys, "other"
- Recording Method: PC, reaper, ableton
- Submitting as: Vowl Sounds, Vom Vorton
- Pronouns: he/him
- Contact:
Re: Better Days
Better Days by Timtomflufken
ujn: guitar, vox
vom: vox, guitar
fluffy: bass, piano, vox
ken: drums, vox
Ain't got time for overtime
My boss is on my back
I plead for understanding
but they cut me no slack
Working on the weekend
My mind is in a haze
Ain't got no time to myself
But there'll be better days
I'd love to know
the way that this will go
The world has burst my bubble
and I just feel flat
time for a refill?
I'll drink to that
Afraid to go outside
can't trust the air I breathe
They say it's getting hotter
when I go outside I freeze
Can't stop myself feeling
a general malaise
Surely sometime soon...
There'll be better days?
ujn: guitar, vox
vom: vox, guitar
fluffy: bass, piano, vox
ken: drums, vox
Ain't got time for overtime
My boss is on my back
I plead for understanding
but they cut me no slack
Working on the weekend
My mind is in a haze
Ain't got no time to myself
But there'll be better days
I'd love to know
the way that this will go
The world has burst my bubble
and I just feel flat
time for a refill?
I'll drink to that
Afraid to go outside
can't trust the air I breathe
They say it's getting hotter
when I go outside I freeze
Can't stop myself feeling
a general malaise
Surely sometime soon...
There'll be better days?
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- Here, Atticus
- Ain't Talkin' 'Bout Love
- Posts: 89
- Joined: Fri Mar 28, 2014 1:51 pm
- Instruments: *doot doot badum tsss*
- Recording Method: PC:Cubase, Reaper
- Submitting as: Brother Baker; Here, Atticus
- Pronouns: he/him
- Location: St Petersburg, FL
- Contact:
Re: Better Days
Better Days
by Brother Baker
I've seen better days with my eyes closed
And now they're always open at night
I've seen better days, better than my own
But when they come I can never get them right
In better days I’d bitterly say that better days are coming
And those were my better days
And better days are coming
I miss the better nights with my eyes closed
And when I could keep them open all day
I miss better nights when the way to sleep was my own
When the way to sleep wouldn’t haunt me
In better days I’d bitterly say that better days are coming
And those were my better days
And better days are coming
It’s better to be better
I’m better. I’m bitter
I’m bitter I’m not better
I’m better. That’s better.
In better days I’d bitterly say that better days are coming
And those were my better days
And better days are coming
by Brother Baker
I've seen better days with my eyes closed
And now they're always open at night
I've seen better days, better than my own
But when they come I can never get them right
In better days I’d bitterly say that better days are coming
And those were my better days
And better days are coming
I miss the better nights with my eyes closed
And when I could keep them open all day
I miss better nights when the way to sleep was my own
When the way to sleep wouldn’t haunt me
In better days I’d bitterly say that better days are coming
And those were my better days
And better days are coming
It’s better to be better
I’m better. I’m bitter
I’m bitter I’m not better
I’m better. That’s better.
In better days I’d bitterly say that better days are coming
And those were my better days
And better days are coming
- roymond
- Beat It
- Posts: 5188
- Joined: Sat Sep 25, 2004 3:42 pm
- Instruments: Guitars, Bass, Vocals, Logic
- Recording Method: Logic X, MacBookPro, Focusrite Scarlett 2i2
- Submitting as: roymond, Dangerous Croutons, Intentionally Left Bank, Moody Vermin
- Pronouns: he/him
- Location: brooklyn
- Contact:
Re: Better Days
Better Days - Moody Vermin (Mo, Evermind, roymond)
Mo: guitars ALL OVER, drum programming, backing vocals
Evermind: bass, lead vocals
roymond: lyrics, drum programming, backing vocals
I never even knew that it existed yesterday
but here we are and what can i say?
I wasn’t laughing at the look on your face
I wasn't sensing any kind of disgrace
I’m expecting
I’m waiting
Anticipating
And salivating
I think we all know now the deep state that I’m in
If I was a betting man i’d only want to win
I wasn’t looking at the laughter in your eyes
I was blinded by the brilliance of your lies
I’m expecting
I’m waiting
Anticipating
And salivating
I wasn't arming myself with mace
I didn't cry about the race
I wouldn't call it “just a phase”
I just hoped that this might lead to better days
I’m expecting
I’m waiting
Anticipating
And salivating
I wasn't arming myself with mace
I didn't cry about the race
I wouldn't call it “just a phase”
I just hoped that this might lead to better days
It felt like running in a maze
I couldn’t see through the haze
I wouldn't call this “just a phase”
Yes I hoped that this might lead to better days
Mo: guitars ALL OVER, drum programming, backing vocals
Evermind: bass, lead vocals
roymond: lyrics, drum programming, backing vocals
I never even knew that it existed yesterday
but here we are and what can i say?
I wasn’t laughing at the look on your face
I wasn't sensing any kind of disgrace
I’m expecting
I’m waiting
Anticipating
And salivating
I think we all know now the deep state that I’m in
If I was a betting man i’d only want to win
I wasn’t looking at the laughter in your eyes
I was blinded by the brilliance of your lies
I’m expecting
I’m waiting
Anticipating
And salivating
I wasn't arming myself with mace
I didn't cry about the race
I wouldn't call it “just a phase”
I just hoped that this might lead to better days
I’m expecting
I’m waiting
Anticipating
And salivating
I wasn't arming myself with mace
I didn't cry about the race
I wouldn't call it “just a phase”
I just hoped that this might lead to better days
It felt like running in a maze
I couldn’t see through the haze
I wouldn't call this “just a phase”
Yes I hoped that this might lead to better days
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"Any more chromaticism and you'll have to change your last name to Wagner!" - Frankie Big Face
"Any more chromaticism and you'll have to change your last name to Wagner!" - Frankie Big Face
- Kamakura
- Panama
- Posts: 799
- Joined: Sat Sep 25, 2004 10:50 am
- Instruments: Drums, Guitar, Keys, Howling
- Recording Method: LogicPro
- Submitting as: Kamakura
- Location: England
- Contact:
Re: Better Days
Bahala Na by Kamakura (Better Days)
In these days of Covid 19
When we’re isolated socially
Can’t touch, can’t hug, can’t do what we want to
We think we’ve lost the plot irrevocably
Bahala Na, Hakuna Matata
Don’t worry, let it be
Bahala Na, Hakuna Matata
Don’t worry…
Better days are coming
In these days of personal anguish
We’re all crazy as a box of frogs
Can’t stay, can’t leave, just shout at the mirror
We’ll end up grubbing like a passel of hogs
Bahala Na, Hakuna Matata
Don’t worry, let it be
Bahala Na, Hakuna Matata
Don’t worry…
Better days are coming
In these days of seeing no one
Wearing masks, and washing hands
Two metres apart from all but our loved ones
Living in a bubble in a very strange land
Bahala Na, Hakuna Matata
Don’t worry, let it be
Bahala Na, Hakuna Matata
Don’t worry…
Better days are coming
----
Note: Verse 3 not recorded as 'time waiteth for no man.'
In these days of Covid 19
When we’re isolated socially
Can’t touch, can’t hug, can’t do what we want to
We think we’ve lost the plot irrevocably
Bahala Na, Hakuna Matata
Don’t worry, let it be
Bahala Na, Hakuna Matata
Don’t worry…
Better days are coming
In these days of personal anguish
We’re all crazy as a box of frogs
Can’t stay, can’t leave, just shout at the mirror
We’ll end up grubbing like a passel of hogs
Bahala Na, Hakuna Matata
Don’t worry, let it be
Bahala Na, Hakuna Matata
Don’t worry…
Better days are coming
In these days of seeing no one
Wearing masks, and washing hands
Two metres apart from all but our loved ones
Living in a bubble in a very strange land
Bahala Na, Hakuna Matata
Don’t worry, let it be
Bahala Na, Hakuna Matata
Don’t worry…
Better days are coming
----
Note: Verse 3 not recorded as 'time waiteth for no man.'
"There are two means of refuge from the miseries of life: music and cats." - Albert Schweitzer
https://kamakura.bandcamp.com
https://kamakura.bandcamp.com
- PaulBoring
- Ain't Talkin' 'Bout Love
- Posts: 31
- Joined: Mon Dec 21, 2020 8:58 pm
- Instruments: Guitar, bass, piano
- Recording Method: Studio One Artist
- Submitting as: Sumner Sloane
- Pronouns: he/him
- Location: Pennsylvania
Re: Better Days
Better Days - Sumner Sloane
You've got money and I haven't got a dime.
You've got a Rolex and I never have the time.
You've got your health and your looks and your security.
You've got a Gibson and I've got an Epiphone.
You've got her number and I'm told she's not at home.
You got a big stupid house sitting right on the beach.
But you got nothing on me
You ain't got nothing on me
Cause Better Days they are coming. They're coming you'll see
Better Days they are coming. They're coming for me.
You got a Mercedes and I've got an old bus pass.
You got a family and I never talk to dad.
You're reaching goals that I could never achieve.
You drink Riesling and I'm drinking turpentine.
You finish first and I'm always the last in line.
You open open doors and I can never find the key.
But you got nothing on me
You ain't got nothing on me
Better Days they are coming. They're coming you'll see.
Bette Days are coming. They're coming for me.
You ain't got nothing on me.
You ain't got nothing on me.
Better Days they are coming. They're coming you'll see.
Better Days they are coming. They're coming for me.
You were tuxedos and I'm wearing ripped blue jeans.
You're on the stage and I'm staying behind the scenes.
But there is something that you could never foresee.
You ain't got nothing on me.
You ain't got nothing on me.
You ain't got nothing on me.
You ain't got nothing on me.
You ain't got nothing on me.
You ain't got nothing on me.
You ain't got nothing on me. (Better Days are coming)
You ain't got nothing on me. (Better Days are coming for me)
You ain't got nothing on me. (Better Days are coming)
You ain't got nothing on me. (Better Days are coming you'll see)
You've got money and I haven't got a dime.
You've got a Rolex and I never have the time.
You've got your health and your looks and your security.
You've got a Gibson and I've got an Epiphone.
You've got her number and I'm told she's not at home.
You got a big stupid house sitting right on the beach.
But you got nothing on me
You ain't got nothing on me
Cause Better Days they are coming. They're coming you'll see
Better Days they are coming. They're coming for me.
You got a Mercedes and I've got an old bus pass.
You got a family and I never talk to dad.
You're reaching goals that I could never achieve.
You drink Riesling and I'm drinking turpentine.
You finish first and I'm always the last in line.
You open open doors and I can never find the key.
But you got nothing on me
You ain't got nothing on me
Better Days they are coming. They're coming you'll see.
Bette Days are coming. They're coming for me.
You ain't got nothing on me.
You ain't got nothing on me.
Better Days they are coming. They're coming you'll see.
Better Days they are coming. They're coming for me.
You were tuxedos and I'm wearing ripped blue jeans.
You're on the stage and I'm staying behind the scenes.
But there is something that you could never foresee.
You ain't got nothing on me.
You ain't got nothing on me.
You ain't got nothing on me.
You ain't got nothing on me.
You ain't got nothing on me.
You ain't got nothing on me.
You ain't got nothing on me. (Better Days are coming)
You ain't got nothing on me. (Better Days are coming for me)
You ain't got nothing on me. (Better Days are coming)
You ain't got nothing on me. (Better Days are coming you'll see)
- robynmackenzie
- Somebody Get Me A Doctor
- Posts: 105
- Joined: Mon Jul 13, 2020 8:24 pm
- Submitting as: Robyn Mackenzie
- Pronouns: she/her
Re: Better Days
Better Days
Venison Rebels (Robyn Mackenzie, Lunkhead, the idiot king, mholland, and Ken)
Thought you saw an eagle flying
But it was just a crow
Thought you saw a gold road shining
You knew just where to go
And you thought you were headed for
Thought you were headed for
Better days
Dumpster fire ablaze
And we all fall down, we all fall down
Can’t you smell those cities burning as the earth just keeps on turning
Oh I’ve seen
Baby I’ve seen better days
Thought I saw a storm a-coming’
Felt a cold wind on my cheek
Don’t know if I should start running
They say the earth is for the meek
But I think that we’re headed for
Yeah yeah we’re headed for
Better days
Dumpster fire ablaze
And we all fall down, we all fall down
Can’t you smell those cities burning as the earth just keeps on turning
Oh I’ve seen
Baby I’ve seen better days
Oh, you can’t get what you want
You just can’t get what you want
Oh, won’t always have what you got
Won’t always have what you
Better days
Dumpster fire ablaze
And we all fall down, we all fall down
Can’t you smell those cities burning as the earth just keeps on turning
Oh I’ve seen
Oh baby I’ve seen better days
Oh baby I’ve seen better days
Oh baby I’ve seen better days
Venison Rebels (Robyn Mackenzie, Lunkhead, the idiot king, mholland, and Ken)
Thought you saw an eagle flying
But it was just a crow
Thought you saw a gold road shining
You knew just where to go
And you thought you were headed for
Thought you were headed for
Better days
Dumpster fire ablaze
And we all fall down, we all fall down
Can’t you smell those cities burning as the earth just keeps on turning
Oh I’ve seen
Baby I’ve seen better days
Thought I saw a storm a-coming’
Felt a cold wind on my cheek
Don’t know if I should start running
They say the earth is for the meek
But I think that we’re headed for
Yeah yeah we’re headed for
Better days
Dumpster fire ablaze
And we all fall down, we all fall down
Can’t you smell those cities burning as the earth just keeps on turning
Oh I’ve seen
Baby I’ve seen better days
Oh, you can’t get what you want
You just can’t get what you want
Oh, won’t always have what you got
Won’t always have what you
Better days
Dumpster fire ablaze
And we all fall down, we all fall down
Can’t you smell those cities burning as the earth just keeps on turning
Oh I’ve seen
Oh baby I’ve seen better days
Oh baby I’ve seen better days
Oh baby I’ve seen better days
Last edited by robynmackenzie on Thu Feb 04, 2021 7:55 pm, edited 1 time in total.