Good Times
Good Times
Something has stuck in underneath my skin
Eyes all looking in for something within
Somewhere in here
Now everything I say gives this all away
Senses deadened again
Nothing lives today
Not in here
Here in your head
Careful what youre feeling on the inside
You should try to remember the good times and the high life
Are you feeling alright?
Felt that I belonged
And now I feel that gone
Where it all went wrong
I traced it all along
Back here again
There was something calling me to negativity
Dark covering me
Shrouding every scene Im cast in
Please answer
Im calling just to find out
If you could be there for me when I crack
The answer came
I found it buried in the trash there
I saw it stare
W dzungli siedza na palmie trzy malpy i rozmawiaja:
- Wczoraj wrocilam z wycieczki do Holandii - mowi pierwsza - i kupilam sobie krowe-holenderke.
Druga:
- A ja wczoraj wrocilam ze Szwajcarii i kupilam sobie zloty zegarek marki "Tissot".
Trzecia malpa milczy i zazdrosci.
Nastepnego dnia malpy spotykaja sie w tym samym miejscu. Pierwsza mowi:
- Ktos mi ukradl moja krowe!
Druga:
- Gdzies mi zginal moj zegarek!
Trzecia spogladajac na zegarek mowi:
- O, juz druga! Pora doic krowe!
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For ever and ever