Times Like These lyrics

by

Seven Mary Three



A young girl give me a good luck charm
Put a snake on my neck and a bird on my arm
Got one good leg, 'cause the other went south
Got a brand new crutch and a brand new mouth
Ouch

I got a sheriff's name branded where I should've kept clean
If you get too close, you're gonna know what I mean
And I know when I'm older, the only running gonna come
Away from my lips and the fork of my tongue
Uh huh

It only gets to me, in times like these
And times like these are getting to me
Hey

Put your hand in the oven, there's a heaven inside
And it burns straight through, but the devil don't mind
'Cause it takes what it wants, and it find whats you hide
And it'll buy you a place on the Lower East Side
Child

I rolled a number last night, and walked in my sleep
And I can feel all the nerves in the tips of my teeth
As they crumbled into dust, and washed into the sea
I finally shut my mouth, so I can hear myself think
Sing
It only gets to me, in times like these
It only gets to me, in times like these
It only gets to me, in times like these
And times like these are getting to me
Yeah-heh
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