Crowded House - Bad Times Good lyrics
[Crowded House - Bad Times Good lyrics]
Hey
It looks like some kind of medicine for me
Hey everybody wants to make a good time last
Before we choose a path
Let’s spend the night at
Los Campaneros please
Through the doorways of the past
Do you have to bend so low? Hey
Everybody wants to make a bad time good hey
It looks like a bear stole
The honey from the bees hey
Every day you send a dozеn boxes home
Oh, how would I know what anybody needs?
And now we just havе to breathe
And it’s a challenge for the impresario
Another compromise on the way
I thought you’d get it by now, yeah
Whether sunlight or shadow falls on me
You won’t come out rolling drums they say
Come out before the dawning
You won’t come out roaring thunder breaks
Come out before the morning you blow my mind
Hey everybody wants to make a bad time good
Hey it looks some kind of medicine for me