Good Ol' Days
The Script Lyrics

Up in the bar all smoking cigars
We were all in a bar, smoking cigars.

While we were drinking Irish whiskey straight from the jar
We were drinking whiskey straight from the jar.

Talkin' 'bout them better days are not that far
We were discussing that better days are not that far away.

Whoever's coming back to mine you better bring the guitar
If anyone wants to come back to my place, they should bring a guitar.

You play a sad song, yea sing it from the heart
If you play a sad song, sing it from the heart.

Tell a sad story, yea tell it from the start
If you tell a sad story, start at the beginning.

Pass me on the pain that you made into art
Share with me the pain that you have turned into art.

Yea, pierce it through my skin like a heroin dart
Make me feel the pain like a heroin dart piercing through my skin.

When someone strummin' on the strings and they're spittin' things,
When someone is playing the guitar and singing their heart out,

Everybody's movin' groovin' vibes when the other sings
Everyone is grooving and feeling the emotions when the other person sings.

They gon' kill you with the passion and the soul
Their passion and soul will overwhelm you.

When the first verse drops, you be fighting back the tears and all
The emotions will be so strong that you may have to fight back tears once the first verse starts.

While another man's crying in his beers and all
Another man is crying into his beers while listening to the music.

While his woman is sayin' cheers to it all
His woman is cheering on the music and the moment.

Ain't no shame in the game, just the way we were raised
It's not shameful to express emotions through music, it's just how we were raised.

To always sing about better days, better days
We were taught to always sing about better days.

Ooh ooh, we'll remember this night when we're old and gray
We will remember this night when we're old and gray.

'Cause in the future these will be the good ol' days
In the future, these will be the good old days.

Ten o'clock and it's off, what started as a pub crawl
It's ten o'clock and we're moving on from the pub crawl.

Now we're all lost
Now, we are all lost.

Better live it out tonight, tomorrow's gonna cost
We should live it up tonight because the future may have consequences.

So get up on that piano boy and play your ass off
So, someone should play the piano and give it their all.

If you play it real good, everybody sings along
If you play the piano really well, everyone will sing along.

If you bang us out a beat, everybody move along
If you play a rhythmic beat, everyone will want to move to it.

Play us somethin' real we can hang our hopes on
Play something genuine that we can rely on.

Sing a rebel song and watch us march along
Sing a song of rebellion and we will march along with you.

Won't you come along? (oh, these times are hard)
Won't you come with us? These times are tough.

And meet Jenny, meet Pete, meet Mary, meet Keith
Meet Jenny, Pete, Mary, and Keith.

They're busking on the street seven days a week
They play music on the street every day of the week.

Pay a pound, pay a penny, make it full or leave it empty
You can pay a pound or a penny, but you can also leave nothing.

They play, you listen, that's plenty
They play, and you listen. That's enough.

It's two am now, we're dancing in the rain and all
It's now two in the morning and we're dancing in the rain.

Hanging out of each other like the pain is gone
We're holding onto each other like the pain has disappeared.

These are my people, these are my crowd
These are the people I belong with.

And I'm never too proud to sing about 'em
I'm never too proud to sing about my people.

Ooh ooh I got the whole place singin' yea, singin' this song
I've got everyone in the place singing this song with me.

Even the old man there with the paddy hat on
Even the old man with the Irish hat is singing.

Is singin' woohoo (come on sing it sing it, ooh ooh)
He's singing, 'woohoo', and telling everyone to sing too.

I got the whole place singin' yea, singin' this song
I've got everyone in the place singing this song with me.

Even the girl over there with the red dress on
Even the girl in the red dress is singing along.

Singin' woohoo (she singin', ooh ooh)
She's singing, 'woohoo', with us too.

Oh, I got the whole bar drinkin' yeah, singin' this tune
I've got the whole bar drinking and singing along to this song.

And the guys over there with the big tattoos
Even the guys with big tattoos are joining in.

Are singin' woohoo, drinkin' and singin', ooh ooh
They're singing 'woohoo' while drinking and singing.

The emo girls with the college degrees
Even the emo girls with college degrees are singing.

And the tag along friends with the fake ID's
And the friends who tag along with fake IDs are singing too.

Singin' woohoo, oh singin' yeah
They're all singing together and having a good time.

Ooh ooh, we're arm in arm as we sing away
We're embracing each other and singing together.

In the future these will be the good ol' days
In the future, we will look back on these days as the good old days.

The good ol', the good ol' days
These are the good old days.

The good ol', the good ol' days
These are the good old days.

The good ol', the good ol' days
These are the good old days.

The good ol', the good ol' days
These are the good old days.

The good ol', the good ol' days
These are the good old days.

The good ol', the good ol' days
These are the good old days.

The good ol', the good ol' days
These are the good old days.

The good ol', the good ol' days
These are the good old days.

The good ol' days, yeah
These are the good old days.