Good Days - Fembots

God spins the hours into days

Sunlight plays on the water

As the days turn cold

The world spins a little slower

And all you Christian soldiers

You got it wrong

Life is good

The dog is in the trees

She dreams

A sudden flash of feathers

Red and yellow leaves

Suddenly release from their teathers

And fall

And all you Christian soldiers

You got it wrong

And all you Muslim martyrs

You got it wrong

Cause life is good

Good days

I feel it coming on again

I feel em coming on again

Good days

I feel it coming on again

I feel them coming on again

God spins the hours into days

Sunlight plays on the water

As the days turn cold

The world spins a little slower

And all you Christian soldiers

You got it wrong

And all you Muslim martyrs

You got it wrong

Cause life is good

Good days

I feel it coming on again

I feel em coming on again

Good days

I feel it coming on again

I feel them coming on again

Good days

I feel it coming on again

I feel em coming on again

Good days

I feel it coming on again

I feel em coming on again