The Good Times Blues
By Eolake Stobblehouse
I've got the blues
I've got the blues
my kitten's run away for the seaside
my raincoat's got holes in its memory
my drainpipe is filed with illegal elves
living off my leftover birthday pie
I've got the good times blues
I've got the blues
I've got the blues
my wife is the prettiest in town
my kids are already famous
my wallet is fatter than the mayor's cat
my body is stronger than steel
tomorrow I move into heaven
today they will fix the stove
I live off licorice and candied nuts
I sleep on the red tile floor
angels come visit me in the bathroom
devils send me postcards from hell
I smile like an imp at pretty girls
I am never quite standing still
We'll wait until thursday
to tell you the good news
we always know what is good for you
which colors and what hues
I've got the good times blues
I've got the blues
I've got the blues
You can't be having these troubles
it is just not nice
you seem to be not understanding
that times are not the same
we all can be living off clouds and cake
if only the boss will let us
you just have to smile real nice
and shave your hair in the back
I dance on the limbs of trees in the yard
I howl at the moon during day
I gently lift kids off a donkey's back
and tell them the truth of the day
I've got the blues
I've got the blues
I've got the good times blues