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!