Album Name

#3 (Deluxe Ver.)

Artist

The Script

Genre

POP, 록/메탈

Release Date

2012.09.10

Release Agency

Sony Music

Up in the bar off smokin
sugars
While we were drinking
Irish whiskey straight
from the jar
Talking bout them better
days are not that far
Whoevers coming back
to mine you better bring
a guitar
Ya play a sad song ya
sing it from the heart
Tell a sad story and
tell it
from the start
Pass me on the plane
that you made
into arch
Ya passin through my
sking like a heroin dart
When someone's
srummin
on the streets
And spittin things
everyone's movin
groovin
Vibes will be on the
scenes
They gonna tell
you with
that passion and that
soul
When the first verse
drops
you'll be fighting
back the
tears and all
While another man is
cryin in his biz in all
While his woman sayin
cheers to it all
Ain't no shame in the
game
Just the way you were
raised to always
Dream about better days
better days
Ohh well remember this
night when where
old and grey
Cause in the future these
will be the good ol' days
Ya were arm and arm as
we sing away
In the future these will be
the good ol' days
Ten o'clock and it's off
what started as a pop
call
Now were all lost
Better live it up tonight
tomorrows gunna cost
So get up on that piano
boy and play you're a
off
You're playing real good
everybody sing along
Playin something real we
can hang a home song
Sing a revel song and
watch us march along
won't ya come along
Ohh these times
are hard
Ya meat Jenny
meat Peat
meat Marry meat Keith
There bustin on the
streets seven days a
week
Pay a pound pay a penny
make it full or leave it
empty
They play you listen
that's brandy
It's two am now were
dancing in the rain and
uhh
Hanging out of each
other like the pain is
gone
These are my people
these are my crowd
And I'm never too pround
to sing about
Ohh well remember this
night when where old and
grey
Cause in the future these
will be the good ol' days
Ya were arm and arm as
we sing away
In the future these will be
the good ol' days
The good ol' the good ol'
days
The good ol' days
The good ol' the good ol'
days
The good ol' the good ol'
days
The good ol' days
The good ol' the good ol'
days
The good ol' the good ol'
days
The good ol' days
Oh I got a whole place
singing ya singing this
song
Even the old man there
with the paddy hats on
Singin ohhhh ohhhh you
wanna sing it sing it
Ohhhh ohhhh
Oh I got a whole place
singing ya singing this
song
Even the girl over there
with the red dress on
Singin ohhhh ohhhh the
singin
Ohhhh ohhhh
I got a whole place
singing ya singing this
jones
And the guys over ther
with the bog tattos
Singin ohhhh ohhhh
drinkin and singin
Ohhhh ohhhh
The emo girls with the
college degree
And her tag along friends
with the fake ID
Singin ohhhh ohhhh

Ohh ya were arm and arm
ad we sing away
In the future these will be
the good ol' days
The good ol' the good ol'
days
The good ol' days
The good ol' the good ol'
days
The good ol' the good ol'
days
The good ol' days
The good ol' the good ol'
days
The good ol' the good ol'
days
The good ol' days
The good ol' days