Let The Good Times Roll (2006)

Let The Good Times Roll (2006)

Let The Good Times Roll (2006)

Written by Achilles Tenderloin

Slouch down, slither ’round, like a cat in heat,
gettin’ caught up in a current of electric beats.

Bring your cell phone and your methadone and clench your teeth
in the low, black-lit ecstasy, like it’s trick or treat.

Climb up on the cloud of your platform soles.
Life’s a dream, Sweetheart, so let the good times roll.

There are people there, they’re friendly there–shakin’ hands.
It’s the leisurely seizure of the clubhouse dance.

Bring your Lortab and your prefab’ reflective pants
and let the slow strobe light save you, like an ambulance.

Climb up on the cloud of your platform soles.
Life’s a dream, Sweetheart, so let the good times roll.

Climb up on the cloud of your platform soles.
Life’s a dream, Sweetheart.


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