Good Things

It looked better in the catalogue It's got you feeling odd I can tell you want your money back You were told to build empires, yeah Dress in barbwire, ey And then retire with a heart attack Look, I've got nothing but dust in my pockets Put my ashes in a rocket, we will die out here 'Cause we're born under the sky I know you couldn't quite see it But it's never really gone, I say Good things will find you in the end, (End) I say Good things will find you in the end It felt right, right there and then We'll never be like them I can tell you want your freedom back But now you're broke and it's all messed up Got you all fessed up But hey, the music never stops Saying only the dead have seen the end of the war I've never seen a price tag on happiness 'Cause we're born under the stars I love that bittersweet feeling Being never really gone, I say Good things will find you in the end (I say) Good things will find you in the end Let me take you down Let me take you down Ah, let me take you down Let me take you down (Down, down, down) Let me take you down Let me take you down Let me take you down Ah, let me take you down Let me take you down (Down, down, down) Good things will find you in the end, I say Good things will find you in the end Good things will find you in the end, I say Good things will find you in the end Let me take you down Let me take you down Ah, let me take you down Let me take you down (Down, down, down)