Owen Temple - Danger And Good Times Lyrics

Slanted eyebrows looking over his glasses
Hand on a hip flicking cigarette ashes
Listening to music with self-employed stresses
Selling all them heaters at midnight in Texas

That ain’t no microphone pass me a hit
I’d just as soon not mess with it
Too fat to fly to stoned to stack BBs
Millions of records, thousands of CDs

Danger and good times
Ain’t too hard to find
So please show me a sign
Through danger and good times

I can do you one better than that, see how this band is so well known
But that first band he was in, was bad to the bone
I ain’t never heard about no farmer going down to the Bahamas
It’s a little thing- I like to call Karma

Danger and good times
All the way down the line
It’s a mighty thin line
Between danger and good times

Watch yourself out there- they’ll knock you down
Golden years? I’m gonna have fun right now
More messed up than a turned over tackle box
Check the phonebook- there’s only one Acox

Danger and good times
Ain’t too hard to find
Please show me a sign
Danger and good times
There’s danger and good times
All the way down the line
Please show me a sign
There’s danger and good times