The good 'ol days when things were
Like a house on fire
I couldn't look it was burning my eyes
Thirteen years old, we lost our house
Everyone knew but no one helped out
Got faster on my bike
Came in drunk, past midnight
I found my mother passed out on the floor
She was working too hard
The good 'ol days when things were bad
Sometimes I wish I could go back
The good 'ol days when things were bad
Bills are high and the money gets low
Got in the bath but the water was cold
Slept in the church, when the paper came out
He got off early but he's guilty now
They sold us freedom to take it away
And California's up in the flames
And we're still driving cars
Not every cage has bars
The good 'ol days when things were bad
Sometimes I wish I could go back
The good 'ol days when things were bad
I made something out of nothing
That's who I am
I'll take the shirt off my back
I'm a good friend
I made something out of nothing
That's who I am
I'll take the shirt off my back
I'm a good friend
I made something out of nothing
That's who I am
I'll take the shirt off my back
I'm a good friend
I made something out of nothing
That's who I am
I'll take the shirt off my back
I'm a good friend
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