Rumours of glory Something is shining Like gold but better Above the dark town After the sun's gone down Two vapour trails cross the sky Catching the day's last slow goodbye Black skyline looks rich as velvet Smiles mixed with curses The crowd disperses

Let's chase away, the storms and the rain And the days of dark (oh oh oh) Your hand in mine, there's no better time Let's raise a glass, to the pain of the past And never look back on these broken hearts Right where horizon, the sun started shining So

Some days I'm a super bitch Up to my old tricks But it won't last forever Next day I'm your super girl Out to save the world And it keeps gettin' better And you'll be loving it It keeps gettin' better

Through the years You've never let me down You turned my life around The sweetest days I've found I've found with you Right here with you It's better everyday You've kissed my tears away As long as it's okay

(Everything has got to get better) Yeah yeah yeah Hey yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah Whoa ho oh oh oh My grandmother suits was tailor made, Sundays Mahalia played

You're coming back! You've been gone much longer than you Ever said you had the plan to I'm just gonna wait 'till you come home Though I count the days, they're grey without you The weather's much better when I think about you I'm just gonna wait till

You make it easy Lovin' up on you Make it easy With every little thing you do You're my sunshine in the darkest days My better half, my saving grace You make me who I wanna be Stealin' kisses undercover babe I see forever when I see your face

And I got you now, I'm not alone All I need in this life is one From the altar to the grave Trying to find a way, getting better every day And only savior of masochists It's the last days of our life and faith, amen Well, it's the dead end, slave One

You better, you better, you better I do it nice, seven days a week Like oh my, oh my, oh my God I don't do nothing for free you know I got to charge When I'm done, they be like you better When that check come I be like I pull up, like what's up,

The fire burns from better days And she screams why oh why I said I don't know The catastrophic hymns from yesterday Virginia was a "lot lizard" from F.L.A. She had a compound fracture in the "trunk" It started when she ran away Thumbs out on the