Good Times Bad Times - Camo & Krooked, 1991

Is it right

That it’s your touch that I need

To get along?

Get along?

So give me life

I close my eyes and let you lead me

Till I’m gone

Till I’m gone

And I said all my life, I was high for the good times

I was high for the bad times

Tell my baby that I’ll be better

I’ll be better

There was light on the edge of the dark side

Overdosed on the fast life

Tell my baby that I’ll be better

I’ll be better

And when I fall

You’ve got the medicine to heal

My broken bones

Broken bones

When you call

It’s like a melody that feels like

I’m back home, I’m back home

And I said