Bad Times Are On -

Tonight there will be trouble with the cars

A take us with you?

Even tho we are dancing like gods

Some of us will wake up behind bars

If you go to jail, I will go to jail with you

Together we will be strong wait up in my car alone

I will keep you in my heart altough we are worlds apart

Bombs will always fall down and stand up and Talk

AAAAAA AAAAAAA AAAAAAA AAAAAA

Last year there was some trouble in the park

The beer was bright but summernight was dark

We were drunk and our minds were light

But all the shit has sworn It was us to find

One of them got up and threw a punch at you

Even though you done no harm that night has lost its charm

So if you go to war I will go to war with you

If nothing else comes to mind I wake this fucking sky

AAAAAA AAAAAAA AAAAAAA AAAAAA

Good times are gone and now bad times are on

You gave up Fosters for rodeo

I will visit your funeral

Good times are gone and now bad times are on

You gave up Fosters for rodeo

I will visit it is your funeral