The Good Life

This holy circus camp
Aladdin and his lamp
A feverish daydreams and suerte loca
My face in magazines
The lesbian James Dean
I got all I ever wanted
So I don’t mind saying
This is how the good life’s supposed to be
The good life for you, for me
Well I don’t mind saying
This is how the good life’s supposed to be
The good life for you, for me
Down miles of empty road
With acolytes in tow
You could be Persephone
A pigeon through the glass
A drunken trapeze act
Well you got all you ever wanted
So I don’t mind saying
This is how the good life’s supposed to be
The good life for you, for me
Well I don’t mind saying
This is how the good life’s supposed to be
The good life for you, for me
Well I don’t mind saying
This is how the good life’s supposed to be
The good life for you, for me
Well I don’t mind saying
This is how the good life’s supposed to be
The good life for you, for me
Well I don’t mind saying
This is how the good life’s supposed to be
The good life for you, for me
Well I don’t mind saying
This is how the good life’s supposed to be
The good life for you, for me