| indeed it may seem that we have strange ways
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| but we do it with compassion and don’t believe in age
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| travel round the world gettin naked on the stage
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| bustin’people out of their everyday cage
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| we like to think we make a sad man happy
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| and we like to make proud our mammy and our pappy
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| funky young kings we sing of truth and soul
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| we’re the modern day braves with one strong hold
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| through the world of song our boldness is exposed
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| i’m talkin''bout my buddy’s funk it up fishbone
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| good good time boys make me feel good
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| give me good times yea yea yea yea
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| our devotion to emotion is more than evident
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| to the minds that are open it’s you we represent
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| we hope you have enjoyed the time that you have spent
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| one day the good time boys that might jest be president
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| like a pack of mad hatters who come from outer space
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| our swinging’s gonna shatter every stone cold face
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| now you may not know the exact reason why
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| a band commands attention from the mountains and the sky
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| makin’more that money more than money can buy
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| i stop! |
| and take a listen to the monsters try
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| good good time boys make me feel good
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| give me good times yea yea yea yea
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| if you don’t believe me you can ask john doe
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| 'cause his heart is made of glory and his voice is made of gold
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| he’ll tell you in a minute about the men he knows
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| he’ll tell you 'bout the band called fire hose
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| to those of you who doubt the nature of our spirit
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| we play it out loud for everyone to hear it building up our brains with the supernatural powers
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| we take it from the trees and the mighty watts towers
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| aim the flame of freedom at the lames and sours
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| we’re the best of the west and the west is ours
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| good good time boys make me feel good
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| give me good times yea yea yea yea |