Sean Baker's Recycled Stardust - The Good Old Days Lyrics

On the outskirts of the city
Where the mountains meet the valley
There's a place we all lay our heads down
Friendly faces, smiling neighbors
Sounds of laughter, perfect strangers
Living right outside of town
I was lost but now I'm found
Inside the Purple House
And I get drunk with the archeologist
Who lives upstairs
Down in the cave where the actress
Has some whiskey she can spare
And we get f*cked up playing dice games
In the house that we all share
Hip hip hooray my friends
You know I believe
The good old days are here
And then there's the girl planting flowers
Who works hours I wouldn't dare
Silently she gardens out in our lawn
Spreading color everywhere
As our other neighbor goes to labor
At the hospital for children where
She saves lives for a living
With a job so fulfilling she knows
The good old days are here
And when it's real late and I can't sleep
I go out to get some air
Right outside my apartment I kick up my feet
And enjoy the moonlight from my chair
I strum a couple of bar chords as the bar keep
Finally gets home and heads upstairs
After exchanging a smile with me
And I think she'd agree
The good old days are here
And on my front porch, on my days off
I often sit and stare
Out into my front yard, down to the sidewalk
Into the rest of the world from there
Oh, how my thoughts drift and they don't stop
But they are lovely so I don't care
The bad times seem like a dream from a lifetime ago
That's how I know
I was at the right place, at the right time
In the right state of my right mind
It's all these nice days, all those good nights
This is the right way to live my short life
I walked a tightrope before I got here
Took off the blindfold and now I see clear
It's such a warm home to share a cold beer
With all my new friends
Now give me three cheers
Hip hip hooray
Hip hip hooray
Hip hip hooray
Hooray
Cause the good old days are here
The good old days are here
The good old days