One Republic

Woke up in London yesterday
Found myself in the city near Piccadilly
Don't really know how I got here
I got some pictures on my phone
New names and numbers that I don't know
Address to places like Abbey Road
Day turns to night,
Night turns to whatever we want
We're young enough to say
Oh, this has gotta be the good life
This has gotta be the good life
This could really be a good life, good life
I say oh, got this feeling that you can't fight
Like the city is on fire tonight
This could really be a good life
A good, good life
To my friends in New York, I say hello
My friends in L.A., they don't know
Where we've been for the past few years or so
Paris to China to Colorado
Sometimes there's airplanes I can't jump out
Sometimes there's bullshit that don't work now
We are god of stories,
But please tell me what there is to complain about