High Times! Songtext / Lyric

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 fuck 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 fuck 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 fucked up)

Hard times

(Oh yeah)

Hard times

(Everybody's looking fucked 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 fucked up)

Hard times

(Oh, yeah)

Hard times

(Everybody's looking fucked up)

Hard times

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