Trampled by Turtles

All The Good Times Are Gone
Hold out in the blackboard autumn Sit down right where you want em High tide, on a yellow morning Besides all the good times are gone Homesick I left Cincinnati Take it just don't point it at me Right now might be all that matters Look out all the good times are gone Paintings on a wall so sober Night rings like a blanket over Your head, yeah it don't come easy We're blood red all the good times are gone All the good times are gone All the good times are gone All the good times are gone All the good times Aus Songtexte Mania