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Better Days Ahead (Norman Brown) · Better Days Ahead [Promo] (B.D.A.) · Better Days Ahead (Norman Brown) · Better Days Ahead (B.D.A.) · Days Ahead (Gary Matsumoto) · My Best Days Are Ahead of Me (Danny Gokey) · My Best Days Are Ahead of Me (DJ Cover This) · Voodoo People [Mute] (The Prodigy) · Mute Math (MUTEMATH) · Breath of Life [Mute] (Erasure) – and 90 other albums »


to the side
        My 98 is tough to chase
        If you're on my tail, better watch my face
        Smoke is comin' when I burn
        Rubber when my wheels
held the sign up higher
Where no decent soul could miss it
It was ten degrees or colder
Down by Boulder Dam that day

He was raised up in Milwaukee
for what you say

Catch a ride to the end of the highway
And we'll meet by the big red tree
There's a place up ahead and I'm going
Come along, come
on straight ahead
Straight ahead baby
Straight ahead baby 

We got to stand side by side
We got to stand together and organize
Send power to the people,
on straight ahead
Straight ahead baby
Straight ahead baby 

We got to stand side by side
We got to stand together and organize
Send power to the people,
on straight ahead
Straight ahead baby
Straight ahead baby 

We got to stand side by side
We got to stand together and organize
Send power to the people,
A better way
A better way
Half the things have not been said
When the days go by in times ahead
A thousand miles but not too far to see
The day will come for
Only thing you can identify with is losing,
Ten number one albums in a row,
Who better than me?
Only the Beatles nobody ahead of me,
I crush Elvis in
Don't adjust your Brain
It's now, it's real, real, real
Woken up by a lot of noise this morning
The day begins by the fear
I'm looking through
better
But I'll tear it down and I'll tape it up
By my own design I fall

Bring back the days
Three story parking lot
The air is never dry
a piece of history, a blessing from a curse
Before it gets worse

You can try and change the world by showing everyone a better way
But the world's
There are days I want to leave L.A.
I want to break out the maze
Escape the dark haze these days
So many kids, I know your feelin' crazed

Crave
Yeah, what's up? It's that time in the big city
98 hot degrees out there
Check it out there's a party goin' on all day at the beach
So fellas you
that you're mute

There's no better journey than me on my way to you
Sitting there all smug, knowing what we might get up to
And one day we'll be
business
These bitches still bitchin'
Sad day for you, there's no love?
Here, you better ask grandma, she can pray for you
You just pray to me
I just react
somehow someway, better days ahead, Freddy's dead
And Betty said Eddie's a fed
Sweaty in bed with a nine to his head
And he fucking with this hood-rat
on the risin' wind
We're goin' up around the bend

Bring a smile and a song for the banjo
Better get while the gettin's good
There's a place up ahead and I'm
till you die
All you children goin' my way
Better tell your home-life sweet goodbye

When I see a detour up ahead
Well, I leave it far behind
Who
till you die
All you children goin' my way
Better tell your home-life sweet goodbye

When I see a detour up ahead
Well, I leave it far behind
Who
till you die
All you children goin' my way
Better tell your home-life sweet goodbye

When I see a detour up ahead
Well, I leave it far behind
Who
one albums in a row,
Who better than me?
Only the Beatles nobody ahead of me,
I crush Elvis in his blue suede shoes,
Made the rolling stones seem sweet
Oh

Catch a ride to the end of the highway
And we'll meet by the big red tree,
There's a place up ahead and I'm goin'
Come along, come along with
sometime in the course of a day
I go racing back like a man possessed
By the wide-eyed and laughing daughters of some different age
of the highway
And we'll meet by the big red tree
There's a place up ahead and I'm goin'
Come along, come along with me

Come on the risin' wind
We're goin' up
some gots to have it
Kill or be killed
Only time will reveal
I think by myself
And I drink by myself
From 9-8 until
Let me know it's real son if it's