Lost it on the chesterfield
Or maybe on a gambling wheel
Lost in it a diamond mine
It´s dark as hell and hard to find
Well you can climb to the top of the highest tree
You can look around but you still won´t see
What I´m looking for

Where the good times gone
Where the good times gone
All that stupid fun and all that shit we´ve done
Where the good times gone
Well I still don´t know

Out in the back in the old corn field
Underneath the tractor wheel
Thought I´d dig ´till I found it first
Broke my back and died of thirst

Well you can bribe the devil, you can pray to God
You can sell off everything you´ve got
And you still won´t know

Where the good times gone
Where the good times gone
All that stupid fun and all the shit we´ve done
Where the good times gone
And you still don´t know

Saw it on the silver screen
Preacher says "don´t know what it means"
Last page ad in a comic book
Bought me a map, told me where to look

It ain´t carved of stone or made of wood
And if you pay for it then it ain´t no good
And you still won´t know