All packed up heading for unknown
   We had egg ranch rolling, blowing down the road
   A bat against the head, fighting in the streets
   Lump got the bump, the old man just got bent
  
   Brand new town, brand new face to meet
   We're hungry, tired, haven't showered in a week
   Well pulling on in to the hotel, motel, roach ridden', dirty old shoe smell
   But at least a warm place to close our eyes
   'Cause when I'm out on the road
   There's no place I'd rather be
   Than with my friends just having fun
  
   I'm talkin' bout good times
   Good times, good-times
   Talkin' bout good times
   Good times, good-times
   Talkin' bout good times
   Good times, good-times
   Talkin' bout good times
   Good times, good-times
  
   Now on through Little Rock next thing the tire popped
   Oncoming freeway, pig truck, now we're fucked
   With the thunderball totalled we had no where to go
   So we jumped on a plane in time for the next show
   'Cause when I'm on the stage
   There's no place I'd rather be
   Than with my friends having fun
   I'm talkin' bout good times
   Good times, good-times
   Talkin' bout good times
   Good times, good-times
   Talkin' bout good times
   Good times, good-times
   Talkin' bout good times
   Good times, good-times
  
   Good times
   Good times
   Good times
   Good times
  
   I'ts the way you feel when things are right
   Both hands holding on real tight
   The crowd is there to lift you high
   Like Superman you could almost fly
   A certain feeling when the sun goes down
   And having all your good friends around
   The good times never seem to end
   When your on the road and you're with your friends
  
   I'm talkin' bout good times
   Good times, good-times
   Talkin' bout good times
   Good times, good-times
   Talkin' bout good times
   Good times, good-times
   Talkin' bout good times
   Good times
  
   Talkin' bout good times!