Good Old Days
Fastball Lyrics


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I've been thinking 'bout the good old days
Decorated in a candy glaze
Each pretty ink blot pane
L tells a different tale

Each photo on the mantle, sweet memories that never will go stale
I've been climbing up the walls again
Living with a memory that might have been

So pick me up on a weekday night
We get together and ride around in a black and white
I've been thinking 'bout the good old days
My silly clothes and my silly ways
Each drunken drugstore purchase, each chemical advance
Seven days a weekend and every day the same old dizzy dance

So pick me up on a weekday night
We get together and ride around in a black and white
I've been thinking 'bout the good old days
My silly clothes and my silly ways
Each drunken drugstore purchase, each chemical advance
Seven days a weekend and every day the same old dizzy dance





Every day the same old dizzy dance
Every day the same old dizzy dance

Overall Meaning

The song "Good Old Days" by Fastball is a nostalgic tune that speaks about the singer's longing for the past. He reminisces about the good old days and how they were decorated in a candy glaze, taking him back to a time where every memory was a story worth sharing. He remembers each photo on the mantle with sweet memories that never went stale. The singer notes that he's been climbing up the walls again, living with a memory that might have been.


The singer also talks about how he used to dress and act, calling it his silly clothes and silly ways. He talks about every purchase he made at the drugstore and how every chemical advance felt like a victory. The singer misses the days where there was no distinction between weekdays and weekends, and every day felt like the same old dizzy dance.


The song explores the idea of nostalgia and how we always seem to remember the past more fondly than it was. It's a common theme in music and literature, and the Fastball version is a great example of how nostalgia can make us long for a time that we can never get back.


Line by Line Meaning

I've been thinking 'bout the good old days
Reflecting on past memories and experiences


Decorated in a candy glaze
Memories that are idealized and almost too perfect


Each pretty ink blot pane
Every image captured is unique and tells its own story


L tells a different tale
Each photo holds its own specific significance


Each photo on the mantle, sweet memories that never will go stale
Fond memories that will never lose their charm or importance


I've been climbing up the walls again
Feeling restless and anxious


Living with a memory that might have been
Holding onto a past possibility or missed opportunity


So pick me up on a weekday night
Asking someone to take them out for a night of fun


We get together and ride around in a black and white
Cruising around in a classic car or police cruiser


My silly clothes and my silly ways
Embracing one's own personal style and quirks


Each drunken drugstore purchase, each chemical advance
Buying intoxicating substances and pursuing personal experimentation


Seven days a weekend and every day the same old dizzy dance
Living life on the edge and refusing to be held back by social norms or expectations


Every day the same old dizzy dance
Emphasizing the repetition and excitement of their lifestyle




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: CARRIE AKRE, RALPH ATKINS, DAVID BIRENBAUM, HARRIS THURMOND

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