But the only real change come from inside But the only real change come from I give up, I give in, I move back a little I live up, I look up, now I'm back for more Yeah, my intuition is telling me they'll be better days I know you desperate for a change

Life's not always fair Oh, life it's misunderstood me And dream of better days Life's not always fair or so they say So I close my eyes Or so they say Little old man contemplates Suicide twice a day

Hey! Better days Better days, better days, better days Got me thinkin' bout better days Better days, better days, hey! (Lookin' for better) Better days, better days, Lookin' for these better days Better days, heyy! Better days Better days! Better days,

Without one another It's not like you never tried to forget her But these days are better without one another Hey kid, everybody's prone to some mistakes If you'd always kept it straight, you'd never learn You'd run the risk of all the risks you take

Get back, honky cat Better get back to the woods Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways They said, get back, honky cat You better get back, honky cat Living in the city ain't where it's at It's like trying to find gold in a silver mine Get back,

You and me were kids I refuse to look back thinking days were better Just because they're younger days I don't know what's 'round the corner Back when we were kids Swore we would never die Yeah, perfect disasters Way I feel right now I swear we'll never

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

Hey, hey, hey Grown woman Known better than to treat me like some It's only a little pain It'll be gone in a couple of days Or maybe a life or two

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,

(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