Good Times Lyrics

Can you get me a phone?

I need to make a call

Cuz you know after all

After all

This could be the end of time

As we know it so well

Then we go straight to hell

Oh well

Well, guess who saw this coming? Oh, that might've been me

Darling, can't you see

I'm blackout drunk

Just seeing what I wanna see

Fuck You Punk

Can't put my foot in front of me

Music's playing fucking loud

Killing the ear drums of this crowd

Maybe our lives are on the line

Also on the flip side,

I'm just here for a good time

I can't tell who you are

You gave me too much

Were we out of touch?

Out of touch?

I can't find my way home

Do I take a left or right

Been circling all night

Big fight

I thought I saw this coming

But I might've been wrong

But you knew all along

That I'd be

Blackout drunk

And seeing what I wanna see

(Fuck you punk)

Nothing's looking clear to me

The music's up, like, all the way

Can't hear what you all have to say

And maybe our lives are on the line

But also on the flip side

I'm just here for a good time

But for now I'm

Having fun and being who I wanna be

You should be with someone and that somebody should be me

You and me can run this town

Or at least this party, bring it down

Then only our judgment's on the line

But

Also on the flip side

I'm just here for a good time

I'm just here for a good time