Odd Times Lyrics

Chasing the drunks on the streets, the elephants on the wall
My confusion begins to multiply more and more

Giving my everything just to survive in this fix
A blow to my head wouldn't bring me to my senses
A fifth of Jack and a whack of haze
It all becomes clear, I fear…

The people I see
The things I hear
The shit I smell

The pain I feel

Society failing, economy derailing
Wars emerging, poverty increasing

The holiest drunk is here, he has a plan to say
He saw the same things, he came a long way
Crazy fucking world, all absurd
Nothing makes sense no more, odd times for all

drink, a shot, at the bar
get, wasted, don't care anymore