The Good Times Are Killing Me

"The Good Times Are Killing Me"
   Bb   F
E|--1---1-| 
B|--3---1-| 
G|--3---2-| 
D|--3---3-| 
A|--1---3-| 
E|--x---1-| 

[Intro] Bb F
The good times are killing me.
Here we go!

[Verse 1]
 Bb                                
Got dirt, got air, got water and I 
                 F
know you can carry on.
 Bb                         
Shrug off shortsighted false 
                               F
excitement and oh what can I say?
 Bb                            
Have one, have twenty more "one 
                         F
mores" and oh it does not relent.

[Chorus]
 Bb                                
The good times are killing me.
  F


Continues after the ad
[Verse 2]
 Bb
Kick butt buzz-cut dickheads
                                F
who didn't like what I said.
The good times are killing me.
Bb


Jaws clenched tight we talked all 
night,
oh but what the hell did we say?
    F


The good times are killing me.

[Chorus]
Bb
The good times are killing me.
F
The good times are killing me.

   Bb                F
E|-1-------------1-------------1--
B|---3---------3---1---------1----
G|-----3-----3-------2-----2------
D|-------3--------------3---------
A|--------------------------------
E|--------------------------------

E|------|        
B|------|        
G|------| Repeat 
D|------|        
A|------|        
E|------|        

(If you are singing and playing 
guitar, this part works best if you 
hit the Gm Chord and then the F)

[Verse 3]
Gm                        F
Fed up with all that LSD.
Gm                         
Need more sleep than coke or 
                             F
methamphetamines.
Gm                                
Late nights with warm, warm 
        F
whiskey.
Gm                                
I guess the good times they were 
                      F
all just killing me.