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Good Times

Our sports team won a game of sports on the weekend
And the city went insane of course we did
Set a bus and a couple of cop cars on fire
Victory smells like burning tires
I've had a passion for the game
Since I was a little kid

My mittens lit up like a menorah in the desert
The paramedic was a one-eyed former vet
As she peeled away the wool and the skin
A sergeant appeared to my great chagrin
Said it looks like we have caught you
As red-handed as it gets

You call it a riot, I call it a celebration
You call it violence, I call it an altercation
Tomato, tomato, they're two different fruits completely
Don't take the good times away from me

Jail was not exactly like the movies
I befriended a shy con artist named Douglas the Duck
We played poker with paper we pretended was cash
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And he always beat me at Balderdash
He could lie like a rug
And he was slippery as a hockey puck

The head warden was a donkey with the face of a man
One day he goes 'boys things are changing here at the pen:
Games room privileges are restricted to alternate Fridays
And you know what they say, it's my way or the highway'
Well Doug said, warden
I guess we'll take the highway then

You call it a riot, and yes I guess that's just what it was
You ask me why, then? And I can only answer 'just because'
Does a fish need a reason to splash around in the sea?
Don't take the good times away from me

Don't let them take the good times away
Don't let them take the good times away
Don't let them take the good times away
Don't let them take the good times away