You know what time it is (music) I can't stop it I can't cope There's no slack at the end of my road You call me crazy And I admit it You got a problem You gotta deal with it I ain't too proud to pick I just don't need your help so f** it I'll put my socks on But I'm not dressing up for you I come alive when I lose control Get over the low Let the high times roll Hard times Hard times Hard times Hard times I can't stop it I'm not tired I don't stop at the end of my ride You call me crazy You keep walking Cause I'm done with the goddamned talking I ain't too proud to pick I just don't need your help so f** it I split my shag up And now I think I'm clubbing, too It didn't say but I can taste it Like the morning after I kicked the elephant And now it's coming after you Hard times Hard times Hard times Hard times Hard times (Everybody's looking f**ed up) Hard times (Oh yeah) Hard times (Everybody's looking f**ed up) Hard times I come alive when I lose control Get over the low And let the high times roll I come alive when I lose control I come alive when I lose control Get over the low And let the high times roll Hard times Hard times Hard times Hard times Hard times (Everybody's looking f**ed up) Hard times (Oh, yeah) Hard times (Everybody's looking f**ed up) Hard times Uh!