Better Days (Live at Warner Hollywood Studios, Los Angeles, CA - September 1992)

Well my soul checked out missing as I sat listening
To the hours and minutes tickin' away
Yeah just sittin' around waitin' for my life to begin
While it was all just slippin' away

I'm tired of waitin' for tomorrow to come
Or that train to come roarin' 'round the bend
I got a new suit of clothes, a pretty red rose
And a woman I can call my friend

These are better days, baby
Better days, it's true
These are better days, baby
Better days with a girl like you

Well I took a piss at fortune's sweet kiss
It's like eatin' caviar and dirt
It's a sad funny ending when you find yourself pretending
A rich man in a poor man's shirt

Now my ass was draggin' from a passin' gypsy wagon
Your heart like a diamond shone
Tonight I'm layin' in your arms carvin' lucky charms
Out of these hard-luck bones

These are better days, baby
Better days, it's true
These are better days, baby
Better days are shining through

Now a life of leisure and a pirate's treasure
Don't make much for tragedy
It's a sad man, my friend, who's livin' in his own skin
And can't stand the company

Every fool's got a reason for feelin' sorry for himself
Turning his heart to stone
Tonight this fool's halfway to heaven and just a mile outta hell
But I feel like I'm comin' home

These are better days, baby
Better days, it's true
These are better days, baby
Better days with a girl like you

These are better days, baby
Better days, it's true
These are better days, baby
Better days are shining through

These are better days
Better days, it's true
These are better days, baby
Better days are shining through

These are better days
These are better days
Better days are shining through
These are better days
These are better days
Better days are shining through