fun. – It Gets Better

“It Gets Better”

What have we done, oh my god
What have we done, oh my god

This is really happening
You never looked so bored
Can you feel my fingernails?
They’ve never been so short

It’s hard to lay a golden egg with everyone around
It’s hard to stay inside my head when words keep pouring out

Like starlight crashing through the room, we’ll lose our feathers
Yes, I know it hurts at first but it gets better

It gets better, it gets better
It gets better, we’ll get better

It gets better, it gets better
It gets better, we’ll get better

I can taste your summer sweat
It’s never been so warm
So can we kick the covers off?
They’re always on
It’s never been so warm

It’s hard to keep a straight face when I just want to smile
If you could see the look that’s in your eyes

Like starlight crashing through the room, we’ll lose our feathers
Yes, I know it hurts at first but it gets better

It gets better, it gets better
It gets better, we’ll get better

It gets better, it gets better
It gets better, we’ll get better

There’s a fire in sky
Some snow on the ground
Not quite enough cigarettes
To calm me down

What have we done, oh my god
What have we done, oh my god

It gets better, it gets better
It gets better, we’ll get better

It gets better, it gets better
It gets better, we’ll get better

(This is really happening)
It gets better, it gets better
It gets better, we’ll get better

(This is really happening)
It gets better, it gets better
It gets better, we’ll get better

Fun – Some Nights

Some nights, I stay up cashing in my bad luck
Some nights, I call it a draw

Some nights, I wish that my lips could build a castle
Some nights, I wish they’d just fall off

But I still wake up, I still see your ghost
Oh Lord, I’m still not sure, what I stand for oh oh oh
What do I stand for? Oh what do I stand for?
Most nights, I don’t know anymore
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa oh oh
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa oh oh

This is it, boys, this is war, what are we waiting for?
Why don’t we break the rules already?
I was never one to believe the hype,
Save that for the black and white I try twice as hard and I’m half as liked,
But here they come again to jack my style

That’s alright, I found a martyr in my bed tonight
Stops my bones from wondering just who I, who I, who I am, oh who am I, mm, mm

Well some nights, I wish that this all would end
‘Cause I could use some friends for a change
And some nights, I’m scared you’ll forget me again
Some nights, I always win, I always win

But I still wake up, I still see your ghost
Oh Lord, I’m still not sure what I stand for, oh
What do I stand for? Oh what do I stand for? Most nights, I don’t know (come on)

So this is it? I sold my soul for this?
Washed my hands of that for this?
I miss my mom and dad for this?
No. When I see stars, when I see stars, that’s all they are
When I hear songs, they sound like a swan, so come on
Oh, come on, oh, come on, oh come on!

Well that is it, guys, that is all, five minutes in and I’m bored again
Ten years of this, I’m not sure if anybody understands
This is not one for the folks at home, I’m sorry to leave, mom, I had to go
Who the fuck wants to die alone all dried up in the desert sun?
My heart is breaking for my sister and the con that she called “love”
But when I look into my nephew’s eyes,
Man you wouldn’t believe, the most amazing things, that can come from,
Some terrible nights, ah (oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh oh)

Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh oh
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh oh

The other night, you wouldn’t believe the dream I just had about you and me
I called you up, but we’d both agree
It’s for the best you didn’t listen
It’s for the best we get our distance, oh
It’s for the best you didn’t listen
It’s for the best we get our distance, oh

Fun. Carry On

Carry on

Well I woke up to the sound of silence
The cars were cutting like knives in a fist fight
And I found you with a bottle of wine
Your head in the curtains
And heart like the fourth of July

You swore and said
We are not
We are not shining stars
This I know
I never said we are

Though I’ve never been through hell like that
I’ve closed enough windows
To know you can never look back

If you’re lost and alone
Or you’re sinking like a stone
Carry on
May your past be the sound
Of your feet upon the ground
Carry on

Carry on, carry on

So I met up with some friends
At the edge of the night
At a bar off 75
And we talked and talked
About how our parents will die
All our neighbours and wives

But I like to think
I can cheat it all
To make up for the times I’ve been cheated on
And it’s nice to know
When I was left for dead
I was found and now I don’t roam these streets
I am not the ghost you want of me

If you’re lost and alone
Or you’re sinking like a stone
Carry on
May your past be the sound
Of your feet upon the ground
Carry on

Woah
My head is on fire
But my legs are fine
Cause after all they are mine
Lay your clothes down on the floor
Close the door
Hold the phone
Show me how
No one’s ever gonna stop us now

Cause we are
We are shining stars
We are invincible
We are who we are
On our darkest day
When we’re miles away
So we’ll come
We will find our way home

If you’re lost and alone
Or you’re sinking like a stone
Carry on
May your past be the sound
Of your feet upon the ground
Carry on

Carry on, carry on

Pigskin People

I find myself in front of the screen,

it’s my day off…

a day of rest,

Sunday,

the shortest and the best,

I’m so relaxed,

reveling in my luck,

separate from the work week…

which left me taxed,

I pour my chips,

heat up my dip,

cheesy of course,

I prepare my chair,

and settle in,

the game is on,

and my team will win!

the QB is focused,

the line is prepped,

their D looks mean, 

while the crowd is incensed,

voices drowning my heroes,

covered in cacophonies,

hours later,

the mix of men made battle,

colors streaming,

helmets striding,

heroes and villains colliding, 

three and a midst the fourth,

they make the last drive,

play spoiler as a single field goal…

ascends north,

my boys have won!

then I know it’s done,

my season,

my celebration,

next year on the run!

 

 

Fun. Carry On. One Lyric.

An emotive rope ladder…