Pretty Good Year Tears on the sleeve of a man Don't want to be a boy today Heard the eternal footman Bought himself a bike to race And Greg he writes letters and burns his CDs They say you were something in those formative years Hold onto nothing as fast as you can Well still pretty good year Maybe a bright sandy beach Is gonna bring you back Maybe not so now you're off You're gonna see America Well let me tell you something about America Pretty good year Some things are melting now Well what's it gonna take till my baby's alright And Greg he writes letters with his birthday pen Sometimes he's aware that they're drawing him in Lucy was pretty your best friend agreed Well still pretty good year Piano and vocals - Tori Amos Strings arranged by John Philip Shenale Conducted by Scott Smalley Hanging out - George Porter Jr. and Carlo Nuccio Mixed by Kevin Killen.