Modest Mouse:The Good Times Are Killing Me
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View the Gracenote version of these lyrics here.
(The good times)
(Yes)
(Release the good times)
The good times are killing me
The good times are killing me
(Here we go!)
Got dirt, got air, got water and I know you can carry on
Shrugged off, shortsighted, false excitement and oh what can I say
Have one, have twenty more "one mores" and oh it does not relent
The good times are killing me
Kick butt, buzz cut, dickheads who didn't like, what I said
The good times are killing me
Jaws clenched tight, we talked all night, oh but what the hell did we say
The good times are killing me
The good times are killing me
The good times are killing me
Fed up with all that LSD
Need more sleep than coke or methamphetamines
Late nights with warm, warm whiskey
I guess the good times they were all just killing me
Got dirt, got air, got water and I know you can carry on
The good times are killing me
Enough hair of the dog to make myself an entire rug
The good times are killing me
Have one, have twenty more "one mores" and oh it does not relent
The good times are killing me
Shit kickers, city slickers who all wanted me dead
The good times are killing me
Get sucked in and stuck in late nights with more folk, that I don't know
The good times are killing me (The good times are killing me)
The good times are killing me
The good times are killing me (The good times are killing me)
The good times are killing me
The good times are killing me (The good times are killing me)
The good times are killing me
The good times are killing me (The good times are killing me)
(Yes)
(Release the good times)
The good times are killing me
The good times are killing me
(Here we go!)
Got dirt, got air, got water and I know you can carry on
Shrugged off, shortsighted, false excitement and oh what can I say
Have one, have twenty more "one mores" and oh it does not relent
The good times are killing me
Kick butt, buzz cut, dickheads who didn't like, what I said
The good times are killing me
Jaws clenched tight, we talked all night, oh but what the hell did we say
The good times are killing me
The good times are killing me
The good times are killing me
Fed up with all that LSD
Need more sleep than coke or methamphetamines
Late nights with warm, warm whiskey
I guess the good times they were all just killing me
Got dirt, got air, got water and I know you can carry on
The good times are killing me
Enough hair of the dog to make myself an entire rug
The good times are killing me
Have one, have twenty more "one mores" and oh it does not relent
The good times are killing me
Shit kickers, city slickers who all wanted me dead
The good times are killing me
Get sucked in and stuck in late nights with more folk, that I don't know
The good times are killing me (The good times are killing me)
The good times are killing me
The good times are killing me (The good times are killing me)
The good times are killing me
The good times are killing me (The good times are killing me)
The good times are killing me
The good times are killing me (The good times are killing me)
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- Written by
Isaac Brock
- Composed by
Modest Mouse