Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Something Better , by - The Dirt Drifters. Song from the album This Is My Blood, in the genre КантриRelease date: 14.07.2011
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Something Better |
| The sun is comin' up |
| I gotta drag my butt out of bed |
| My phone is ringin', boss is screamin' |
| «Where the hell you at?» |
| I grab a cup of coffee |
| Tell him it won’t be too long |
| But he don’t know I’m waitin' |
| On something better to come along |
| There’s gotta be something better than nine to five |
| Every day barely gettin' by |
| Workin', slavin', always achin' |
| Way too young for my back to be breakin' |
| Waitin' on that rainbow |
| Tell me where’s that pot of gold? |
| Everyone is laughin' from a distance |
| When they see me clockin' in |
| Well, they’ll all be here in twenty years |
| Cussin' 'bout the same old things |
| They stay late like a slave |
| And wake up at the break of dawn |
| They don’t know I’m waitin' |
| For something better to come along |
| There’s gotta be something better than nine to five |
| Every day barely gettin' by |
| Workin', slavin', always achin' |
| Way too young for my back to be breakin' |
| Waitin' on that rainbow |
| Tell me where’s that pot of gold? |
| There’s gotta be something better than nine to five |
| Every day barely gettin' by |
| Workin', slavin', always achin' |
| Way too young for my back to be breakin' |
| Waitin' on that rainbow |
| Tell me where’s that pot of gold? |
| Well, I take her out on Friday |
| 'Cause my baby likes to paint the town |
| The way she treats her man |
| Makes me think about settlin' down |
| (Aw, son) |
| I told her that I love her, she said let’s just hold on |
| Man, I think she’s waitin' on |
| Something better to come along |
| Yeah, hear she comes |
| Ah, let’s go |