Mounted Police (feat. Roger Tourlousse)

Beneath the banks and manny pads
Rendered dormant by the winter
My ghost is vapor
Left in the past
Around the glass swept off the kicker

So I sink my teeth in liver
And I rarely roll the bones
The bones that I've been given

And at this point I've reached
I've started losing sleep
Previously I never would be
Awakened by these haunting dreams at all

You are the wake
The wake behind the boat
That I am captive on

The fishing line of land
A single strand of sand
The calm before the storm

And how was I to know
I'd hit too close to home
When we were dancing in the blood moon's light
And you were left behind

Things aren't getting better
Aren't getting better

Thing's aren't getting better (x3)

Getting better
Beneath the banks and
Manny pads rendered dormant by the winter
(Things aren't getting better)
My ghost is vapor
Left in the past around the glass swept off the kicker
(Things aren't getting better)
I sink my teeth in liver
And I rarely roll the bones
The bones that I've been given
(Things aren't getting better)
And at this night I've reached
I've started losing sleep
Previously I never would be
Awakened by these haunting dreams at all
Hey!

Things may be getting better (x5)
Woo!

My heart's on fire
And all the burning shows
It may be getting better
And I kinda want to see it snow

I kinda want winter to know
She's welcome
Welcome when she comes
Welcome to the club!

I'll be heading home in the autumn
I've seen enough shit in Toronto
These past few years were the best things
To show me

Whatever I needed to let go
I did so

And now that summer is ending
I'm hopeful

Things may be getting better (x9)
And now that summer is ending
I'm hopeful

Things may be getting better (x5)

And now that summer is ending
I'm hopeful

Things may be getting better (x6)

And now that summer is ending
I'm hopeful