Tim Booth - Life Gets Better lyrics

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 pa**ing 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 pa**ing 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 cla** 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