Treasure Island

Stuart Cuthbert

(15 april 1976 / Leeds)

Good Time Coming

Started out a good time coming
Rolling out the years in my mind
Sensational memories and happenings
All leading to this moment in time
Broken dreams and wishful thinking
That boy amounts to nothing they say
He’s got an attitude and it stinks
A dreadful smell that won’t go away

Open your eyes
There is a good time coming
Open your eyes
There is a good time coming

Shattered bones and broken feelings
Leave the scars that build your life
A collection of coincidences
That lay the path to what feels right

Failing actors and actresses
Restless nights
And pissed stained mattresses
Failing actors and actresses
packing fruit
In rundown factories

Open your eyes, open your eyes
Sonny says there is a good time coming
Jenny says there is a good time coming
Everyone says there is a good time coming
I just pray for my good time coming
Oh oh and it seems everything is rosie
My life, oh my life
And these people all reckon they know me
Its my life oh its my life

Started out a good time coming
Ended up in trouble and strife
An other tail of misadventure
30 years still can’t get it right
Started out a good time coming
Pushed away whoever was nice
A mistake that I still pay for
Cheaper at half the price

Submitted: Tuesday, March 30, 2010
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