Good Times

歌詞

life without love is all the hell you need you're in heaven when your soul gets freed but they'll sell you the devil, they'll sell you the lord they'll sell you twice as much as you can afford you reap what you sow, that's about all you need to know you can crack up, or back up, pack up and go silver screams and dream machines they don't mean nothing unless you read between the beams lost in a wilderness of teenage dreams trying to push a bolder up a mountain of beans but then the bean counters cancelled the show you can crack up, or back up, pack up and go the time is now, the place is here not next door, not next year never before has it been this clear good times, happy days, in spite of it all