Lost it in the chester field

Or maybe on a gammon wheel

Lost it in a diamond mine

It's dark as hell and hard to find



Well you can climb to the top of the highest tree

You can look around but you still won't see

What I'm looking for



Where the good times gone

Where the good times gone

All that stupid fun

And all that shit we've done

Where the good times gone

Well I still don't know



Out in the back in the old corn field

Underneath the tractor wheel

Thought I'd dig till I found it first

Broke my back and died of thirst



Well you can bribe the devil

You can pray to God

You can sell off everything you've got

And you still won't know



Where the good times gone

Where the good times gone

All that stupid fun

And all that shit we've done

Where the good times gone

Well I still don't know



Saw it on the silver screen

Preacher says "don't know what it means"

Last page ad in a comic book

Bought me a map, told me where to look



It ain't carved of stone or made of wood

And if you pay for it then it ain't no good

And you still won't know

What I'm looking for



Where the good times gone

Where the good times gone

All that stupid fun

And all that shit we've done

Where the good times gone

Well I still don't know