---

It's easy when you're young
It's always getting better
And if it falls apart
You stick it back together
And if you lose it all
Well there's no competition
So everything goes on
Just like on television
And every foot you place
Is just another step into your grave

Life is just a phase
Like politics and leather
And Hell's the lie they sell
To make the sinning better
So what's a burning bush
On a burning planet
When I'm a pile of dust
And you'rе a bag of ashes
And every foot you placе
Is just another step into your grave

'Cause it's only getting better
'Til it starts off getting worse
And they put you in the garden
Under six old feet of dirt
And the worms are singing love songs
And the birds are saying grace
And the money in your pocket
Well it isn't yours to waste

Earth's a spec of dirt
With the sky around it
And everything you learned
It will be forgotten
And God has gone away
And there's not anybody
Waiting there to say
You made the right decision
And every foot you place
Is just another step into your grave

'Cause it's only getting better
'Til it starts off getting worse
And they put you in the garden
Under six old feet of dirt
And the worms are singing love songs
And the birds are saying grace
And the money in your pockets
Well it isn't yours to waste

I see no reason
There is no reason
There is a season for all things
But this is not the time to try to change it
Love is just a lullaby for another day passing by...

'Cause it's only getting better
'Til it starts off getting worse
And they put you in the garden
Under six old feet of dirt
And the worms are singing love songs
And the birds are saying grace
And the money in your pockets
Well it isn't yours to waste

---

Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.