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The good times are killing me, here we go

Got dirt, got air, got water and I know you can carry on
Shrug 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 clenching 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-kicker, city slickers, who all wanted me dead
The good times are killing me

Get sucked in and stuck in late nights with more folks 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, here we go      Got dirt, got air, got water and I know you can carry on   Shrug 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 clenching 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-kicker, city slickers, who all wanted me dead   The good times are killing me      Get sucked in and stuck in late nights with more folks 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