Good Enough Songtext
von Jim Lindberg

She′s sick of everybody
He's sick of everything
Two punks behind the alley
Frustration every day
Goes up and cops on 6th street
Tells her ′It's okay.'
Fixes inside the bathroom
Watch it all fall away

If I have to take the pain
Get it over quick
No one ever tells you that this life could be like this
No one ever tells you that the streets at night are rough
Never thought my life would turn out great but
Least I hoped for good еnough


Punk gig Raji′s on sunset, she′s got a nasty bruise
Thеy're getting drunk on Boone′s farm
Trading homemade tattoos
If they could save some money
They could afford the rent
A nice house with picket fences
That money's all been spent

If I have to take the pain
Get it over quick
No one ever tells you that this life could be like this
No one ever tells you that the streets at night are rough
Never thought my life would turn out great but
Least I hoped for good еnough

She found him in the alley, light fading from his eyes
Needles and a leather jacket
Slam dancing one last time
He said Mary don′t you worry
No, Mary don't you cry
They may have killed the body but our dreams will never die

If I have to take the pain, get it over quick
No one ever tells you that this life could be like this
No one ever tells you that the streets at night are rough
Never thought my life would turn out great but
Least I hoped for good еnough