Текст песни: Tommy Lee. Good Times.

Put down the magazine and get off the phone theres a place i wanna show ya where it wont take long take a ride take a ride its lookin like we are gettin there over here coming clear a place that has no lines no times or crimes just good times just good times take me away to a place where the good times good times roll dont let me stay in a place where this hate can steal my soul got myself worked up over nothing today all this trash thats in my head gotta throw it away its alright its alright its looking like were getting there over here coming clear a place that has no lines no times no crimes just good times just good times take me away to a place where the good times good times roll dont let me a stay in a place where this hate can steal my soul this is it im finally here and all the blurry lines are clear and if i claim that i cant see it seems to make more sense to me why the hell cant i just let it go; let it go yeah. take me away where the good times good times roll dont let me stay where this hate can steal my soul let the good times roll let the good times roll take me away let the good times roll take me away let the good times roll.