Good Times, Dark Ages Songtext
von Atom Smash

Blast off! The weekend. . .
lonely I′ve become
no blood the reject
let loose the news shot
they smile down we go
bite off the leaches
for your blood has no defense

respect my position and lift up the lonely
here's to the kiddies who don′t have a pony
here's to the widow with the hourglass back pack(?)
There's no time

I′ve been up, I′ve been down
I've been scattered around
I put the pieces back together but they don′t make sense
I've been left, I′ve been right
skipping stones in the night
I put the pieces back together but they don't make sense

Get it right
Let it ride


Midnight, seaside . . . has no one seen the sun
well I have definitely
Good times, sad times
shot girl holds the gun
silence the Realtor
But it′s your cure that killed her

Respect my position and call out the phony
Here's to the crickets and used to be only (?)
Held my position on a broken back back pack (?)
One more time

I've been up, I′ve been down
I′ve been scattered around
I put the pieces back together but they don't make sense
I′ve been east, I've been west
to the witch I confess
I put the pieces back together but they don′t make sense

So make it right
get it right

Don't you know. . .that it makes no sense
Don′t you know . . . there's no relevance
(Don't you understand that you don′t have to understand)


I′ve been here, I've been there
in the shoes that you wear
I watched your pieces fall together still they don′t make sense
I've been east, I′ve been west of the wind I confess
I sent the pieces down the river from a hollow chest

I've been up, I′ve been down
I've been scattered around
I put the pieces back together, pieces back together

I've been east, I′ve been west of the wind I confess
I put the pieces back together, pieces back together