maybe time fucked up
cuz you got lost growin' up
still ain't got sense enough to fill your coffee cup
but if you got the acumen
to lock horns and shake hands good
it's the sweet by and by
or else you eat more shit before you drink that wine

i'm not a sucker but i play one in real life
got pockets full of magical beans
i'm prob'ly dyin' from cirrhosis of the liver
great god almighty, let me drown in whiskey river

where have all the bad times gone?
not to tempt fate or to be an ingrate
but where have all the bad times gone?

it's always love, love, love
if you can wait long enough
then it's that old junkie two-step
and cheap domestic stuff
i've got these newfound positive vibrations in my psyche
and this strange little smile
and people really seem to like me
and i'm profoundly tired

bewusstseinslage obscured my mental outlook
then johnny took his gun and went home
still, sometimes i miss the comfort of the shadows
how am i to hide this little light without my bushel?

where have all the bad times gone?
i used to feel like i invented disappointment
where have all the bad times gone?