Hard Times

I guess we'll take on the world A voice in my head The city is burning The beggars cry for mercy Don't think about tomorrow It's your last day alive Don't wait in pain and sorrow You ain't the chosen one We've got what you need to make you feel like a champ I've heard you're feeling Minnesota but we'll make you California Times are so hard and I I'm very superstitious, I'm afraid of broken mirrors Time It only slips away, another summer gone by And merry goes 'round Oh, wait here comes the martyr And the brutalized Oh, wait here comes the father Of the chosen one We've got what you need to make you feel like a god Just give your life away with open arms, we'll see you on the other side Times are so hard and I I'm very superstitious, I'm afraid of broken mirrors Time, It only slips away, another summer gone by And merry goes 'round Oh, did you think it was gonna be an easy ride When you are slave to the grind Oh, did you think it was gonna be a one and done Naïve and so dumb Times are so hard and I I'm very superstitious, I'm afraid of broken mirrors Time It only slips away, another summer gone by And merry goes 'round