[Verse 1]
Well we’re living in some sorry times
Ain’t got a politician worth a dime
They’re rotten on either side
Only open their mouths to eat or lie
[Verse 2]
And they’ll promise you the moon
They’ll promise you the sky
They’ll kiss your little baby
Right before they steal you blind
[Verse 3]
They say, “Lady, you didn’t even vote
You got no right to bellyache”
But the sky’s getting dark with greedy buzzards
And your ballot’s just a list of snakes
[Chorus]
But I’m trying not to look back
But the jackals are snapping at my heels
I’m trying not to look back
I’m running for the hills
[Verse 4]
Yeah, we’re living in some dangerous times
Cassandra would’ve had a fit
Rich murderers go scott-free
Then get rich writing books about it
[Verse 5]
Then they’ll turn it into a TV movie
With a star-studded cast
Glow-in-the-dark toy knives with each purchase
Come and get 'em while they last
[Verse 6]
Yeah, we’re living in some evil times
Old Elijah would’ve had a fit
They’ll teach you how to rob
Show you how to kill
Right there on the TV set
[Chorus 2]
Lord, I’m trying not to look back
Lest I return to salt
When the fire and the brimstone
Begin to fall
Well we’re living in some sorry times
Ain’t got a politician worth a dime
They’re rotten on either side
Only open their mouths to eat or lie
[Verse 2]
And they’ll promise you the moon
They’ll promise you the sky
They’ll kiss your little baby
Right before they steal you blind
[Verse 3]
They say, “Lady, you didn’t even vote
You got no right to bellyache”
But the sky’s getting dark with greedy buzzards
And your ballot’s just a list of snakes
[Chorus]
But I’m trying not to look back
But the jackals are snapping at my heels
I’m trying not to look back
I’m running for the hills
[Verse 4]
Yeah, we’re living in some dangerous times
Cassandra would’ve had a fit
Rich murderers go scott-free
Then get rich writing books about it
[Verse 5]
Then they’ll turn it into a TV movie
With a star-studded cast
Glow-in-the-dark toy knives with each purchase
Come and get 'em while they last
[Verse 6]
Yeah, we’re living in some evil times
Old Elijah would’ve had a fit
They’ll teach you how to rob
Show you how to kill
Right there on the TV set
[Chorus 2]
Lord, I’m trying not to look back
Lest I return to salt
When the fire and the brimstone
Begin to fall
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