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Modest Mouseis an American alternativeband. The band was formed in 1993 in Issaquah, Washingtonby guitarist Isaac Brock, drummer Jeremiah Greenand bassist Eric Judy. Since being signed to Sony's Epic Records in 2000, the band has attained significant popular success. Brock came up with the name "Modest Mouse" when he read the Virginia Woolfstream of consciousness essay The Mark On the Wallin which the author described the working middle class as "modest, mouse-coloured people." Brock frequently moved around with his mother when he was a child. Around this time, his mother left his father for his father's brother (Brock's uncle).
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MODEST MOUSE - The Good Times Are Killing Me
Album: Good News For People Who Love Bad News (2004)

The good times are killing me.
Here we go!
Got dirt, got air, got water and I know you can carry on.
Shrug off shortsighted false excitement and oh what can I say?
Have one, have twenty more "one mores" and oh it does not relent.
The good times are killing me.
Kick butt buzz-cut dickheads
who didn't like what I said.
The good times are killing me.
Jaws clenched tight we talked all night,
oh but what the hell did we say?
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
Fed up with all that LSD.
Need more sleep than coke or methamphetamines.
Late nights with warm, warm whiskey.
I guess the good times they were all just killing me.
Got dirt, got air, got water and I know you can carry on.
The good times are killing me.
Enough hair of the dog to make myself an entire rug.
The good times are killing me.
Have one, have twenty more "one mores" and oh it does not relent.
The good times are killing me.
Shit-kicker city slickers who all wanted me dead.
The good times are killing me.
Get sucked in and stuck in late nights
with more folks that I don't know.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.