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
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