It's that time of night
The usual crowd
Some get too quiet and some get too loud
And we'll all walk home
In the morning sun
The good-times virus has got everyone
It's not who you knew
It's who you've become
The good-times virus has got everyone
It's not from a lab
Not from a farm
You won't kill it with pills or a shot in the arm
What good is a cure
If it's no fun
The good-times virus has got everyone
And we'll all walk home
In the morning sun
The good-times virus has got everyone
The soul turns to rock
The rock into pop
The pop into soda on the tabletop
I can't hear your voice
Over the drums
The good-times virus has got everyone
Who do we thank
For who we've become
The good-times virus has got everyone
The good-times virus has got everyone