Times Like These

A young girl give me a good luck charm.

Put a snake on my neck and a bird on my arm

Got one good little leg 'cause the other went south

Got a brand new crutch and a brand new mouth

I got a sheriff name branded where I should have kept clean

If you get too close you're going to know what I mean

And I know when I'm old the only runnin' gonna come

Away from my lips and the fork of my tongue

It only gets to me in times like these

And times like these are getting to me

Put your hand in the oven there's a heaven inside

And it burns straight through but the Devil don't mind

Because he takes what he wants and he finds what you hide

And it will buy you a place on the lower east Side, child

I rolled the number last night and I walked in my sleep

And I could feel all the nerves in the tips of my teeth

As they crumbled into dust and washed into the sea

I finally shut my mouth so I could hear myself think, saying

It only gets to me in times like these

It only gets to me in times like these

It only gets to me in times like these

And times like these are getting to me