MUSIC: Clouse, Park, Shelton    LYRICS: Cornell


Good time for leavin' all you believe in
good time
Time is like a cold blade
drags across the skin that I grow
carvin' lines in my face
Cuts the lines
the ties
the tangled lines
strangled lines
everybody tries to keep from talkin'
Have you gone completely mental or is it a tempermental offering to gods
the sacred cows who shake yo udown for all you haven't got
Good time for leavin' all you believe in good time. good time
When I got to this part
I got stuck because the words were catching on my dead heart
my skin was blue and then they tried to tell me I'm a good boy
but I have done a thousand naughty things to everyone I know and everybody that I wished I'd
put into the ground
all the time I'm dancin' on a cloud
all the time the safety catch was on
all the time I said I was your friend
No breathin' now
In my way I watch over you
Sweet Senorita her toes in the sand
along comes her lover cold steele in his hand
she asks him his motive. wild look in his eye
on e look at tomorrow says it's a good day to die
In my way I watch over you
Sweet Senorita her lover kneels down
she stays execution by strokin' his brow
with one final shisper and one final kiss
she handles the blade and she hands him his wish
Good time for leavin' all you believe in
Good time for leavin' all you believe in
Good time
Good time
warped minds from the seeds of man


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