put down the magazine and get off the phone
there’s a place i wanna show you and it won’t take long
take a ride
take a ride
it’s lookin’ like we’re getting there
over here comin’ clear
place that has no rhymes or times or crimes
just good times
just good times
take me away
to a place where the good times good times roll roll
don’t let me stay
in a place where this hate can steal my soul my soul
got myself worked up over nothing today
all the trash that’s in my head i gotta throw it away
it’s alright
it’s alright
it’s lookin’ like we’re getting there
over here comin’ clear
place that has no rhymes or times or crimes
just good times
just good times
take me away
to a place where the good times good times roll roll
don’t let me stay
in a place where this hate can steal my soul my soul
this is it i’m finally here i’m here i’m here i’m here
and all the blurry lines are clear clear clear clear
and everything that i can’t see
seems to make more sense to me
why the hell can’t i just let it go let it go yeah
take me away away
where the good times good times roll roll
don’t let me stay stay
where this hate can steal my soul
let the good times roll
let the good times roll take me away
let the good times roll take me away
let the good times roll
Artist: Tommy Lee
Year: 2005
Decade: 00s
Language: en
Word Count: 145