Good Life

OneRepublic

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    Woke up in London yesterday
    Found myself in the city near Piccadilly
    Don't really know how I got here
    I got some pictures on my phone

    New names and numbers that I don't know
    Address to places like Abbey Road
    Day turns to night, night turns to whatever we want
    We're young enough to say

    Oh, this has gotta be the good life
    This has gotta be the good life
    This could really be a good life, good life

    Say oh, got this feeling that you can't fight
    Like this city is on fire tonight
    This could really be a good life
    A good, good life

    To my friends in New York, I say hello
    My friends in L.A. they don't know
    Where I've been for the past few years or so
    Paris to China to Colorado

    Sometimes there's airplanes I can' t jump out
    Sometimes there's bullshit that don't work now
    We all got our stories, but please tell me-e-e-e
    What there is to complain about?

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    When you're happy like a fool
    Let it take you over
    When everything is out
    You gotta take it in

    Oh, this has gotta be the good life
    This has gotta be the good life
    This could really be a good life, good life

    Say oh, got this feeling that you can't fight
    Like this city is on fire tonight
    This could really be a good life
    A good, good life

    Hopelessly
    I feel like there might be something that I'll miss
    Hopelessly
    I feel like the window closes, oh, so quick
    Hopelessly
    I'm taking a mental picture of you now
    Cause hopelessly
    The hope is we have so much to feel good about

    Oh, this has gotta be the good life
    This has gotta be the good life
    This could really be a good life, good life

    Say oh, got this feeling that you can't fight
    Like this city is on fire tonight
    This could really be a good life
    A good, good life
    Good, good life

    Good life
    Good life

    To my friends in New York, I say hello
    My friends in L.A. they don't know
    Where I've been for the past few years or so
    Paris to China to Colorado

    Sometimes there's airplanes I can' t jump out
    Sometimes there's bullshit that don't work now
    We are God of stories but please tell me-e-e-e
    What there is to complain about?

    Song details

    Composition: B O B, Eddie Fisher, Brent Kutzle, Ryan Tedder, and Noel P Zancanella

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