Good Times Gone

Lost it on the chesterfield Or maybe on a gamblin' wheel Lost it in a diamond mine It's dark as hell And hard to find You can climb to the Top of the highest tree You can look around But you still won't see What I'm lookin' for Where the good times gone Where the good times gone All the stupid fun And all that sht we've done Where the good times gone Well I still don't know Out in the back In the old corn field Underneath the tractor wheel Thought I'd dig till i'd find it first Broke my back And died of thirst You can bribe the devil You can pray to God You can sell off Everything you got And you still won't know Where the good times gone Where the good times gone All the stupid fun And all that sht we've done Where the good times gone And you still don't know Saw it on the silver screen Preacher says Don't know what it means Last page ad In a comic book Bought me a map Showed me where to look It ain't carved of stone Or made of wood And if you paid for it Then it's still no good And you still won't know What I'm looking for Where the good times gone Where the good times gone All the stupid fun And all that sht we've done Where the good times gone