Our World, Our Times

Album cover art for "Our World, Our Times" by Alannah Myles

Alannah Myles - Rock, Progressive Rock

Our World, Our Times

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Duration: 6:24

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Lyrics

Little tramp comin' up the strip With a hundred dollar smile Sparks flyin' off her fingertips Drive the young cop wild Some nights are wound so tight Like a storm about to break Better stand in your doorway When everything starts to shake You get restless Like a cat waking up at midnight Hungry, never quite satisfied This is our world and these are our times This is our world and these are our times Little brother like a street god With a drop dead attitude Say, he's looking like a shadow now Runnin' low on green and food Some lives are wound up tight Like a wave about to crash Hard times seem to multiply While the joy runs out so fast You get restless Like a kid crawling out of a bad dream Hungry, never quite satisfied This is our world and these are our times This is our world and these are our times This is our world and these are our times This is our world and these are our times Make way for the son of a rebel Wired to a bottle of flame He's got two black eyes and a purple heart And a bone hangin' on a chain These times are like dynamite A head-on with history Some fool's bound to burn it all down Don't care about you and me He'll get desperate Like a child in the eye of a nightmare Hungry, never quite satisfied This is our world and these are our times This is our world and these are our times This is our world and these are our times This is our world and these are our times

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Credits

Writers
  • Christopher Ward
  • David Tyson