Lyrics

Let's go The sky is white and the asphalt stinging on the bottoms of our feet The backs of our hands all stick together on a melting rubber street But we are no one's sucker, mother fucker Better days (better days) Better days (better days) Better days (better days) Better days (better days) Watching through a hole in the fence and keeping one eye on the ball Step in, step on, step up, step through and run But if you have to, drop and crawl Make it, break it Don't know it? Fake it (fake it) Fake it, fake it, fake it! Better days (better days) Better days (better days) Better days (better days) Better days (better days) Kings of the anthill Kings of the anthill Kings of the anthill Me and you Better days (better days) Better days (better days) Better days (better days) Better days (better days)