Career opportunities, the ones that never knock Every job they offer you you is to keep you you out the dock They offered me the office, offered me the shop They said I'd better better take anything they'd got Do you you wanna make tea at the BBC? Do you you wanna be, do you

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh When you you know somebody And they know your body Oh, oh, oh, (oh-oh) oh, oh, oh (oh-oh) It's so much better better So good, so good, so damn, so good When you you know somebody, when you you know somebody Better Better and better

I hope you you feel the same when you you see my face, you you better pull up on me Ain't no backin' down, prepared to shake, you you better pull up on me I heard you you talkin' cray, I know you you hella fake, you you better pull up on me Now you you wanna be my friend, no, you you ain't

If I make sound, it better better be loud If rock and roll's dead, you you can kill me right now I'd rather be dead than bored out of my mind Till my voice is blowing out What if one day everything changed Will these words have any use to me I didn't make it here

Cold cold cold cold feet There was a little boy once upon a time Who in spite of his young age and small size knew his mind For every copper penny and clover he would find Make a wish for better better days the end of hard times For no more cold feet His

And it sure feels right It feels like a struck match kissing gasoline It feels a little better better than it ever has It sure feels good, baby let’s be bad I feel your heart, I feel you you there When they get a little tipsy Corona cold in your hand, your brushed

We're gonna make this day. A little better better than the last. Find a way to wash away. Live inside this day. Any regret you you have, don't let this moment pass. Got a quarter... I passed out last night and I never made it home. Wound up on a bus to San Antone.

Oh, when you're cold I'll be there, hold you you tight to me You You think I'd leave your side, baby You You know me better better than that Think I'd leave you you down when you're down on your knees I wouldn't do that I'll tell you you you're right when you're wrong And if only

I can tell by the look in your eye You've never seen the man with nothing to say You'd better better watch yourself, St. George is on his way I can tell by the, I can tell by the Can you you tell me where I might find the Hydra? Is he wearing a familiar face? Does

'Cause our bombs dem metaphoric We talk di truth and mek di youths dem better better for it 'Cause I'm a fighter, yeah If you you agree put up yuh lighter, yeah If you you agree put up yuh lighter, yeah ay Pocket full a promises Baby empty bellies Poverty and