"Good Times" as written by and Jim O'rourke....
I may be dressed as a doctor dear,
But I'm not, I'm just acting up
Got high hopes, a passing thought

I may act like a bombardier
But don't be fooled, cause my aim is off
No need for alarm, I'll catch you next time

I'd like to raise the Titanic here
Take a walk, through it's molding streets
And feel right at home, 'cause the dead don't talk

It'd be so nice, if you weren't here
Empty air, where you used to stand
Like an empty plate, that gets bussed away

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"Good Times" as written by Jim O'rourke


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    General CommentAww...man.. the slide guitars just kill me!! He has such a tender way with his fingerpicking. It's so effective. It just starts the conversion of mood.
    Nathan579on October 22, 2008   Link
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    General Commenti agree, the mood is so perfect... conveys the feeling so well...
    TheWrongGirlon November 29, 2011   Link

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