Tori Amos - Pretty Good Year
from the album "Under The Pink"
from the "Pretty Good Year" single
Tears on the sleeve of a man, don't want to be a boy today
Heard the eternal footman bought himself a bike to race
And Greg he writes letters and burns his CDs
They say you were something in those formative years
Hold onto nothing as fast as you can, well still pretty good year
Oh, pretty good
Maybe a bright sandy beach is gonna bring you back, back, back
Maybe not so now you're off, you're gonna see America
Well let me tell you something about America
Pretty good year
Oh, pretty good
Some things are melting now
Some things are melting now
Well, hey, what's it gonna take till my baby's alright
What's it gonna take till my baby's alright
Oh
Greg he writes letters with his birthday pen
Sometimes he's aware that they're drawing him in
Lucy was pretty your best friend agreed, well still pretty good year
Oh, pretty good
Oh, pretty good year