Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hard Times , by - The Parlor Mob. Song from the album And You Were A Crow, in the genre Хард-рокRelease date: 10.04.2008
Record label: The All Blacks
Song language: English
Hard Times |
| Verse 1 |
| Clappin' our hands when we’re out on a weekend |
| Stompin' our feet with the people we believe in Dogs howling at the moon, holding out for pain |
| Waitin' for the day they leave their towns and make their names |
| Chorus |
| Aint no remedy to recommend |
| Hard times, in the hearts of young men |
| Verse 2 |
| Speaking our minds but nobody cares |
| You know some people got it so good it just aint fair |
| No money in our pockets so you know we had to make a move |
| Aww we live tough we die tough but it aint our life to choose |
| Chorus |
| Cuz after all we cross and avert them |
| Hard times in the hearts of young men |
| In the hearts of young men |
| Verse 3 |
| The president aint got our cause |
| He’s selling souls and breaking laws |
| And telling lies for the applause |
| Well aint no future for our kind |
| And these are hard times |
| Verse 4 |
| Me and my kids got a gift for the man |
| With our souls on fire and our hearts in our hands |
| A fist in a face of any mouth that will tell us no Aint to time left for faking you know we gotta go, go, go Chorus |
| Before there’s no flag left here to defend |
| Hard times in the hearts of young men |