Worst Type of Best Possible

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I had a lot to drink last night I had a lot to say I woke up with a busted lip And a stream of words dripping down my face [Refrain] Times are changing Times are changing, my love Times are changing And everybody knows That we can't get along [Pre-Chorus] This is how it all went wrong Where you are's not where you're from [Chorus] But I'm always holding out for peacetime Holding out for grace Everyone is leaving And they won't come back again No time for a gesture No need to re-engage You can move to dreamland But I'm holding out for change [Verse 2] I never was a lucky one I never was a saint But now the devil is creeping out And he don't care for your give and take 'Cause we can't get along [Pre-Chorus] This is how it all went wrong Where you are's not where you're from [Chorus] But I'm always holding out for peacetime Holding out for grace Everyone is leaving And they won't come back again No time for a gesture No need to re-engage You can move to dreamland But I'm holding out for change [Instrumental Break] [Chorus] Holding out for peacetime Holding out for grace Everyone is leaving And they won't come back again No time for a gesture No need to re-engage You can move to dreamland But I'm holding out for change