Jeff Black - Good Old Days lyrics

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Good Old Days

we pushed our way through a crowded room

and the innocence was good

the smell of winter in our clothes

just babes out off the wood

fending off all those jesus lazers

in a white trash restaurant

silver dollars and golden rules

won't you give me what you want

say it

a nickel for everytime

it come right down to you and me

someplace we know too well

that we hadn't ought to be

never a straight line

never a straight face

I'm going to say it one more time

these are the good old days

world on fire now

we won't let it spoil the play

let them see our benevolence child

for shear stupidity

carry this good old karma around

like some idiot savant

I like to feel good too you know

so give me what you want

right down the middle now

so they say this life ain't fair

I got the charms to prove it

and the girl with the long brown hair

going to stay a wanted man

with a hat full of cherry plums

taking it with me

taking it as it comes