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Words and Music by Terry Scott Taylor, Mark Cook, Jerry Parker Chamberlain ©1977 Maranatha! Music 2nd man: (smugly) Take my groceries and put 'em in the sack, No checks, no cash, don't give me no flack. Everyone: (with reluctant optimism) It's getting better, so much better 2nd man: Don't have no worries, don't have no frets, My little number never failed me yet. Everyone: It's getting better, so much better Naive woman: I love convenience, I said, it's so keen He took our money mess, and he swept it clean He's the wisest man this world has seen It's getting better... better 2nd man: Take my groceries and put 'em in the sack, No checks, no cash, don't give me no flack. Everyone: (It's getting better, so much better 2nd man: Don't have no worries, don't have no frets, My little number never failed me yet. Everyone: It's getting better, so much better... better... better Somebody stamp me!