Woke up in London yesterday
Found myself in the city near Piccadilly
Don't really know how I got here
I got some pictures on my phone
New names and numbers that I don't know
Address to places like Abbey Road
Day turns to night, night turns to whatever we want
We're young enough to say

Oh, this has gotta be the good life
This has gotta be the good life
This could really be a good life, good life
Say oh, got this feeling that you can't fight
Like this city is on fire tonight
This could really be a good life
A good, good life

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

To my friends in New York, I say hello
My friends in L.A., they don't know
Where I've been for the past few years or so
Paris to China to Colorado
Sometimes there's airplanes I can't jump out
Sometimes there's bullshit that don't work now
We all got our stories but please tell me
What there is to complain about?

When you're happy like a fool
Let it take you over
When everything is out
You gotta take it in

Oh, this has gotta be the good life
This has gotta be the good life
This could really be a good life, good life
Say oh, got this feeling that you can't fight
Like this city is on fire tonight
This could really be a good life
A good, good life

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, a good, good life
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Yeah, oh

Hopelessly
I feel like there might be something that I'll miss
Hopelessly
I feel like the window closes oh so quick
Hopelessly
I'm taking a mental picture of you now
'Cause hopelessly
The hope is we have so much to feel good about

Oh, this has gotta be the good life
This has gotta be the good life
This could really be a good life, good life
Say oh, got this feeling that you can't fight
Like this city is on fire tonight
This could really be a good life
A good, good life

Oh, yeah, good, good life, good life
Ooh
Whoa-whoa, listen

To my friends in New York, I say hello
My friends in L.A., they don't know
Where I've been for the past few years or so
Paris to China to Colorado
Sometimes there's airplanes I can't jump out
Sometimes there's bullshit that don't work now
We all got our stories but please tell me
What there is to complain about?


Lyrics submitted by skydetective

Good Life Lyrics as written by Eddie Ray Fisher Brent Michael Kutzle

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing

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    Sorry guys, I'm not sure why some people think "We are God of stories" is grammatically correct/plausable unless your faith is deafening...

    By cranking the volume on a FLAC file on a 5.1 system (which I will say I have faith in) it sounds like "We've got our stories..." So 'priderings' is correct, and its easier to hear on the second repeat of that verse as he splits the "we" "'ve" into two syllables.

    It also makes more sense in relation to the lines above and below: -there's airplanes I can't jump out (emotional desperation) -there's bullshit I can't work out (hard times) -we've got our stories (relating to the above experiences) -but please tell me-e-e-e -what there is to complain about. (Because its a good life aka the point of the song..)

    Anyway, this song is fantastic. And imo way better than Kanye's 'Good Life'. ;p

    PseudoLyricalon July 19, 2011   Link

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