These Are The Good Times

by Mouse Powell

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released November 12, 2013

Written and Performed by Bill “Mouse” Powell
Produced, Engineered, and Mixed by Andrew “The Ref” Johnson
Mastered by Carl Saff

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Mouse Powell Tempe, Arizona

Mouse Powell is the world’s most reluctant rapper. Mouse Powell loves dogs, and has been making music accordingly since 2011. After taking a blood oath with Tempe producer The Ref, the duo began making genre bending music. As they gear up to release a new project they continue to use their formula of whiskey and friendship to bring an album that truly reflects their commitment to being awesome. ... more

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Track Name: Heaven
Told my momma I was gonna be a rapper
Make the type of music that you name your child after
I was the kid that was waiting on the rapture
like if it's gonna fall let me finish on this chapter
Grew up on the right side across the wrong tracks
There's moments in your life that you delete from your past,
But me I'm looking back and I can't even try to act like this the first time that I ever saw a hash pipe
Quit smoking it gave me anxiety
Really I just got tired of buying weed
I'm breathing easy finally
If I can be whatever I wanna be it's about time I start being me
My Christmas lights are on my crib 24/7
Every amp that I own goes up to 11
Me I think the dive bar smells like heaven
So chances are I'll be looking for excederine
You that neighbor who gets loud when he drinks?
You know that dude throwing up in your sink?
You know that kid on your block who should've been an astronaut but would rather spend his whole life on a beat?
Well that's me. I'm going in.
If got money to lend give it here
She grins when my notes get to bending her ear
And me I think it's time that we stop starting over and start smiling
Happy endings are here.

We don't all get to be what we want but when you breathe a little easier it's easier to want less.

Alright living under starlight
They got the loot. We got the bar tonight.
Y'all came here to party right?
Put your hands in the sky it'll be alright.
Track Name: Two Weeks
Two more weeks and I'm home
One more month and I'm gone
And I might not be around like I used to
But I still be writing these songs

They bumping that new school I mean new new
That new shit I ain't used to
A billion visits on YouTube but you still can't figure out who's who
Who the fuck am I now?
It's hard to figure it out
Always said if I made it hear I'd figure a way I could make out
Now I say as long as I'm here might as well try to make it count
I want your respect. I want your love. And I want your money in large amounts.

This the hundredth song that I wrote this year, and I hope to hear that applause
I swear to God when my vocals clear I can take whatever I want
See that opening and I'm going in
And I hope you're here when I'm back
But if you're not just know I tried and I won't be holding you back
Good times. You deserve twice as many as I got in my life
Torn between a decision, a destination and a wife.
And I hope you're alright.

Two more weeks and I'm home
One more month and I'm gone
And I might not be around like I used to
But I still be writing these songs

I'm shaking it off like an earthquake
Everyday here's my birthday
Til my phone rings and I see your face and I miss home in the worst way
They're bumping uglies no first name
Wasn't thinking bout you til the verse came
You all up over my brain
I'm one shot from going insane
So pass the bottle hope tomorrow we don't remember today
I'm thinking I wanna start over and I'm praying to god you stay

It's the change its the pain
You Can't handle staying the same
They build the lane you break it down now take a look at what you gained
If a fan remembers my name
They remember the show they remember the light the remember my face they remember the stage but they don't remember my life
Well then what's gained?

Two more weeks and I'm home
One more month and I'm gone
And I might not be around like I used to
But I still be writing these songs
Track Name: Dancing In The Rain Ft. Andres Rodriguez & Carly Kastner
It's been a minute since I saw snow maybe I'll head north

The company you keep determines what a mans worth
If thats the truth then what are friends for
?
Dirty couches and nights across the kitchen floor
Nah. It's more than that. Community in tact 
these people have my back. I know that I could leave without ever looking back

and that's the most beautiful thing when you can let the present pass

Well, the pastor say
You gotta pray for all the souls that passed away
I passed Keith the day his dad passed away
A week of teardrops passed and then we passed the grave

Fast forward to now and I feel half my age
We were fifteen then but now that jacks my ace

They cracked the glass with that click clack hooray

Showed a moment of celebration they had passed the day

We ain't never been better
than this moment right now and I want that forever
Clever. I'm living on the beat knock

For every tear shed theres a dot with an ink blot

Nanas home chili that hit the sweet spot
lost on the ten somewhere in my deep thought

I realize I find myself when I let myself

Let go of who I am and forget myself

Thats really something
I get a lot more accomplished when they think that I'm a nothing

The ego inside me always wants to think I'm buzzing
like there's something in the distance and if I hit the road running

I can catch it
So I'ma catch it, release it, and catch it again

Here I am again steady chasing down my shadow
When the sun sets I can finally lose the battle



Dancing in the rain

As it falls down I feel purified again
Guess you know the game

Sing the song but I still don't know if I've been saying
And I don't wanna fall asleep so I'll just wait

And I'll be dancing in the rain

A lot of things changed when I made it on my own
I put a record out with Al made a song about my home
me and Keith got drunk got robbed and got grown
learned ends don't meet until you're asking for a loan
I never asked for shit until i made my first record
when I was broke I didn't eat unless keith made the supper
and thinking back I never thanked him
that was crucial at the moment in my life so thanks man
And now Im sitting here off 13th and Mitchell
still cant believe I made it this far from Litchfield
Things are better than ever and thats a big deal
came a long way from eating fries out the kids meal
I cant believe its been 2 damn years
They say Mouse thats my boy. How you do that there?
Tell you the truth, I don't know how I do it
my life meets my soul, the result is the music

Dancing in the rain

As it falls down I feel purified again
Guess you know the game

Sing the song but I still don't know if I've been saying
And I don't wanna fall asleep so I'll just wait

And I'll be dancing in the rain

I spent another year steady chasing down my shadow
When the sun sets I can finally lose the battle
Track Name: Brass Monkey
Now if I'm drinking at the bar you can order me a whiskey
Wait what do you mean I can get a mickeys for three fifty
I got thirty on a case
tell my friends we're getting shitty
Bring silver tape
party time committee
On some one little two little 40 little ounces
We playing Edward forty hands at Mouse's
Jumping on the couches and throwing bottles at the train
They're fucking on the roof yo the party is insane
I got a funnel a tube and a lotta bad decisions
And Through the tunnel vision I'm lookin at you
the only rule is that there are no rules
So play it cool lets party like we graduated school
Sippy sip that malt liquor down to the label
Swap it with the orange juice sitting on the table
There's a steely in the fridge
Get yourself a cup Tip it up
But save the last one for MCA though

Everywhere we go people seem amazed
How a brass monkey taste when you take it the face
We some broke ass low class no cash having ass
friends like this the time goes so fast
Gentlemen this is vodka
Women those men are pussies
Take em to Scottdale before they get their money tooken
Round here we drink til the sun starts to shine
Get in line were doing what the doctor had in mind
Landmines and quarters and shots oh my
The couch looks full but the floor feels fine
The liquor stores close and for six bucks at most
We can party round the fire til we run outta toasts
It goes we got the bottle you got the cup come on everybody cause we're gettin fucked up
We got the bottle if y'all got the cup come on everybody cause we're drinking

40 ounces get em by the case
Brass monkey sippin orange juice saints
Ain't nobody tripping on that bitter beer face
Ain't no food in my fridge ain't no loot in my bank
Oj Tampico and sunkist
westside kids getting faded on some dumb shit
This that shake the house with the speaker in the trunk shit
All that liquid courage got me thinkin that my tongues slick
Go go kitchen table got a troll Backyard packed sleeping bodies on the floor
Two golden forties taped in to each hand
Crowd like a riot screaming do a keg stand
Now knock knock somebody called the cops
Don't open the door just turn the lights off
Screaming in a whisper dumb girl tryin to talk
Shut the fuck up Ayo I think they're gone
Plug in the speakers turn the lights on
take a chug out the bottles taped to your palm
We got the 40's if you wonder what we on
You got the orange juice Y'all know the song
Track Name: Tomorrow Ft. Kristina Moore
So build your castle to watch it fall
She laughs cause she saw it all
Heaven might be an after thought
I mean we're only human after all
And I ain't trying to talk like I'm in the spotlight
But if its alright raise your glass to the ones that fought like they lost the most
That's because it cost life
What's your life like?
Live it up like you only get one life time
Watch the skyline forget the white lie Tonight might be the last night your light shines
All on your instincts fuck what your friends think
Write it all down like you're running out of pen ink
Hit that play it like a six string.

Step by step and day by day someday I'm gonna break away but not today
Revolution won't be til tomorrow

I'm a little unstable when I don't write songs
The panic attacks turn me to Charles Bronson
On my roof in a lawn chair drinking like proof that there's something going on here
Fall down wake up pass out bruises
Booze says it lives where the juice is
Whole lotta loose ends scribbled on napkins
Whiskey shots then this happened
I wrote these songs at a bar
Played them at home cause I couldn't get far
Got a mind of my own and I'm driving my car as far as it goes then I'm willing to walk
And I'd be willing to talk if you're talking progress
Anything else is nonsense
Creative process
Builds and losses
Fill the gaps til they fill your pockets

Good god they broke my drive
Opened fire and I close my eyes
Rest a while I'ma be just fine
It's only real inside my mind.

They only said it could grow if you were ready to go
It's always better when you're living like you're already home
Track Name: DGTW Ft. Kristina Moore
Eight months spent writing songs in the same chair
Some days it works better when I ain't here
Lotta times I know that I act like aint care
My life keeps falling apart though when I ain't here
Aint scared to tell you I'm lost
My god it's a homemade cross
Credit scores and payment costs
It ain't cost the world but it cost a lot
I wasn't kidding when I said these were my best times
Best lines came in depressed times
Move on move out and if they stop ya
Pick and you find a new route keep em watching
I wasn't one to pick apart a sunny day
Just keep the sun on my back and I'll be on my way
Ignore the fact that you're a runaway
Some run faster then others oh what a funny race


One foot in front the other
Where lightning strikes there's bound to be thunder
Don't drink the water don't breathe the air
Don't take no shit don't get too weird
Don't care if you say you're a fan of me
Just keep it all in the family
Ill meet you in the middle if you're looking for insanity
Ill be the one you belittle if it helps with your vanity
We all got a price some take more
I won't be content til the rents secure
So that's the front door if you don't like it bounce
I don't drink no shit that I can't pronounce
Ain't changed but I found my lane
I been down but I found a way
and all I hear is that we all sound the same
around my town today but ain't nothing fucking with me
The dude abides move aside
Lose the tude if you choose to ride
We don't lose the drive we gon move tonight
This ain't suicide this is do or die


I'ma be alright
I'ma be just fine
Don't get to weird
Don't lose your mind
Track Name: Good Times II Ft. Jason Devore of Authority Zero
House keys hanging from the handle of thefront door
I think my cars at the bar but I'm not sure
And where the fuck did I leave my wallet
They need to make an app so when I'm drunk I can call it
But that's the kinda thing that requires a phone
The House and the bed an the shoes ain't my own
All that tequila is fucking with my balance
But when I'm drunk I remember my talents
Last night I was the life of the party
Smoking in the garage taking pics on your Harley
Every girls inebriated wet dream
I'm like Brad Pitt riding on a jet ski
I'm like Bruce Wayne fist fighting Jet Li
I'm like some kinda sick animal they set free
So lord forgive me cause I'm straying off the subject
It's 2:40 am and I'm punk in drublic

I need a shot of Jameson
I wanna drink til I feel like I'm famouse
People a strange strangers are funny
I'm gonna drink like its not my money
So woah oh a oh oh
Some day ill have to change
But for the moment life Is great

I found my apartment sitting where I left it
Cracked phone screen and a bunch of missed messages
But I the best parts this
All My roommates all know what a mess I is
They say a family that smokes together jokes together
Load one up so we can see who can toke it better
I got bike with a broken pedal
And if the liquor stores close we can go together
And ain't nothing quite like those Ash Ave trees
With the sun on your back and your buzz in the breeze
And of course you need the hair from the dog that bit ya
Hangover gods can go forget ya
And That's how it happens numbers on napkins
Girlfriends you'll never see again but That's passionate
give that glass a lick suck that lime
And pretend its a rappers dick

Good times fly so don't let em stop
1:45 racing the clock
Windows down feel the bass and the rock
Jump that gear feel the way that it pops
And it's rides there it feels nice here
Something right in that night air
Drinking on roofs in a lawn chair
I'm a hundred proof feeling quite rare
So fight that urge to fight that
Shut up and just light that
Family ties and close friends
And exes that never write back
It's all right here with a 12 pack
Me and you have seen hell and back
So pass me a beer and let's crack that
Good times coming right back go
Track Name: That Shit Remix
I was chillin at the Blunt Club when I first met Mona Lisa
She slid me a shot of whiskey I said it's sure nice to meet you.

Well there's nothing to do.
Typically I'd be out but I ain't have loot for the brew
I opened up my gmail and found a nude pic or two
And a beat sitting there so I looped it on through
You know you're favorite rapping rodent used to be 22
I guess it's true the future comes out of the blue
A lot changed that year I got down with a crew
Learned a lot about growing and placing my moves
It's funny how the time flies watching it fly by
Found your end while you were helping me find mine
I'm from the West side not the land of the drive by
The land of the pool party sunset skyline
Been four years since I told Momma bye bye
And in those years I dreamt about highlife
If I die lay me under the skyline
Like a scratched pair of Pumas hanging off that wire

One for the rhythm and the story that I'm kicking
Two for the last beer waiting in the kitchen
Three for the women that I let out of my life
If it wasn't for commitment then you could've been my wife

That's that shit.

Yea let me get a witness if you wanna ride the train smoke a joint and do the dishes
I'm jumping over barrels trying to make it to a princess
If that don't pan out I'll be looking for forgiveness again
Then it's on to the next
Another stuff lip and a song about sex
Set my alarm for how long I can rest
It won't be long when I'm looking at my checks these days
My checks look like speed limits
What the fuck you think I'm gonna buy with a drink ticket
One shot. Two shots. Three shots down.
A tip on the counter and a cab ride home
Like goodnight, but it's already sunrise
That's about the moment that you noticed the fun died
Girl in your bed was just waking to some guy
Didn't even know your real name I guess thats

One for the rhythm and the story that I'm kicking
Two for the last beer waiting in the kitchen
Three for the women that I let out of my life
If it wasn't for commitment then you could've been my wife

I know I been gone a lot but my smile is all I got
No pots of gold just plots of road
Loose music notes and a whiskey shot
Track Name: What A Trip
And I can tell by the way that you're angry
You ain't gonna save me baby you should let go
And if I come back home
Know that you could make it on your own
It happens time and time again
If I could find myself I would find a friend

At 13 I tried to hippy hop a cable
Split my chin up on the cement
And swore I'd never ride a skateboard again
Yea I was crazier then
It's kinda crazy lookin back on all the phases you're in
Mohawks, skinny jeans, tall tees, mini vans , skateboards , fixed gears, punk rock, indie bands
I seen it all it made me everything I am
When rancid plays I still say that's the jam
Damn, it's been a minute since I checked in
The records still spinning where I left it
Degrees still sitting at on my what will I do next list
And I still ain't eating breakfast much
We made it on the guest list but had to drop a couple friends
It ain't that they stopped calling I just stopped calling them
Love is good life is short t for what ever its worth
If you say you're down to work then my times always yours

And I can tell by the way that you're angry
You ain't gonna save me baby you should let go
And if I come back home
Know that you could make it on your own
It happens time and time again
If I could find myself I would find a friend

At 18 I learned a lot about the friend zone
She ain't even touch the ball and had me dreaming of the end zone
since my first tour I don't think I've been home
Yea man whatever high school was the shit though
Me and Chris Williams rolling in his Camry
Dreaming bout the day I leave town and win a Grammy
Movies every Friday I fell in love with Danie
I'd still blow it in my pants if she offered me a handy
What a trip what a trip does
What a difference a day makes
What do you call it when you make enemies from yesterday's playmates
So if you know me spread the love
If you don't then wisen up
Raise your glass call your girl and if your drunk take the bus
Damn it almost bright out turn the lights out
Take the long way home and find the right route
Put those head phones on let it ride out
Loosen up your trucks if you're with me light a white owl

And I can tell by the way that you're angry
You ain't gonna save me baby you should let go
And if I come back home
Know that you could make it on your own
It happens time and time again
If I could find myself I would find a friend

What a trip what a trip does
What id do to catch a quick buzz
Five hours from here theres a place where we can get lunch and chill
and act like its real
Or pretend that it's pretend
Either way I'm going still so call me if you're in
I'm just trying to find a way to roll this stone
Some folks get home sick I'm getting sick of home
So I'm leaving in the AM
Ain't no way that I'll be staying
So when the whistle blows I'll be hoppin on the train
Mom says I'm a dreamer
Ref says I'm a schemer
I don't think I'm either but I'm somewhere in between there
I'm Clark Kent without the powers dreaming here for hours of the day I get to fuck Lois Lane up in the shower
It looks better in my rear view
I'm headed for the coast I'll call you when I get a clear view