Pretty Good - Live

I got a friend in Fremont
Who sells used cars, you know
Well, he calls me up twice a year
Just to ask me how'd it go

Pretty good, not bad
I can't complain
But actually, everything is just about the same

I met a girl from Venus
Her insides were lined in gold
Well, she did what she did
Said, "How was it, kid?"
She was politely told

Pretty good, not bad
I can't complain
But actually, everything is just about the same

Moonlight makes me dizzy
Sunlight makes me clean
Your light is the sweetest thing
That this boy has ever seen

Molly went to Arkansas
She got raped by Alvin's dogs
Well, she was doing good
'Til she went in the woods
And got pinned up against a log

Pretty good, not bad
She can't complain
Because actually, all them dogs are just about the same

Moonlight makes me dizzy
Sunlight makes me clean
Your light is the sweetest thing
That this boy has ever seen

Moonlight makes me dizzy
Sunlight makes me clean
Your light is the sweetest thing
That this boy has ever seen

I heard our land's Buddha
Was singing at the Savior's feast
And up in the sky, an Arabian rabbi
Made Quaker Oats to a priest

Pretty good, not bad
They can't complain
Because actually, all them gods are just about the same

Pretty good, not bad
I can't complain
Because actually, everything is just about
Actually, everything is just about
Actually, everything is just about the same