Luyện nghe bài hát The Good Times Are Killing Me

The good times are killing me, we go

Got dirt, got air, got and I know you can carry on
off shortsighted false excitement
And oh what can I
one, have twenty more "One mores" and oh it does not relent

The times are killing me

Kick butt, buzz-cut, dickheads, who didn't what I said
The good are killing me
Jaws clenching we talked all night, oh but what the hell did we say?
The good are killing me

The good times are me
The good times are me

Fed up all that LSD
Need more than Coke or Methamphetamines
Late with warm, warm whiskey
I guess the times they were all just killing me

Got dirt, got air, got water and I you can carry on
The good are killing me
Enough hair of the dog to make an entire rug
The good are killing me

Have one, have twenty more "One mores" and oh it not relent
The good times are me
Shit-kicker, slickers, who all wanted me dead
The good times are me

Get sucked in and stuck in late nights with more folks that I know
The good are killing me

The times are killing me
The times are killing me
The good are killing me
The times are killing me

The good are killing me
The times are killing me
The good are killing me
The good are killing me