Our World Our Times - Alannah Myles

作词：Alannah Myles/Tyson/Ward

作曲：Alannah Myles/Tyson/Ward

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

Our world our times our world our times

Our world our times