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Coyotes on my left and wolves on my right
Sun keeps shinin' in the middle of the night
Urban feels suburban, Main Street ain't main, yeah
And times like these make me feel strange
A Lincoln came and a Jefferson went
Money on a Maytag and the thing won't spin
Couple hundred dollars feels more like change, yeah
And times like these make me feel strange
Have a smoke, buy a round
Get on a jetliner goin' anywhere bound
Pick a string, sing the blues
Dance a hole in your shoes
Sun keeps shinin' in the middle of the night
Urban feels suburban, Main Street ain't main, yeah
And times like these make me feel strange
A Lincoln came and a Jefferson went
Money on a Maytag and the thing won't spin
Couple hundred dollars feels more like change, yeah
And times like these make me feel strange
Have a smoke, buy a round
Get on a jetliner goin' anywhere bound
Pick a string, sing the blues
Dance a hole in your shoes
Do anything to keep you sane
'Cause times like these make me feel strange
Times like these make me feel strange
Country don't twang, rock 'n' roll ain't loud
Every elevator only ever goes down
Everybody's lookin' for a little cheap fame, yeah
And times like these make me feel strange
Have a smoke, buy a round
Get on a jetliner goin' anywhere bound
Pick a string, sing the blues
Dance a hole in your shoes
Do anything to keep you sane
'Cause times like these make me feel strange
Times like these make me feel strange
Have a smoke, buy a round
'Cause times like these make me feel strange
Times like these make me feel strange
Country don't twang, rock 'n' roll ain't loud
Every elevator only ever goes down
Everybody's lookin' for a little cheap fame, yeah
And times like these make me feel strange
Have a smoke, buy a round
Get on a jetliner goin' anywhere bound
Pick a string, sing the blues
Dance a hole in your shoes
Do anything to keep you sane
'Cause times like these make me feel strange
Times like these make me feel strange
Have a smoke, buy a round
Get on a jetliner goin' anywhere bound
Pick a string, sing the blues
Dance a hole in your shoes
Do anything to keep you sane
If Monday didn't bring you a grin, that's alright
Pour you up a little something 'cause tomorrow might
Play a guitar as you're rolling away
Singin' times like these make me feel strange
Times like these make me feel strange
Ain't it strange?
Ain't it strange?
Pick a string, sing the blues
Dance a hole in your shoes
Do anything to keep you sane
If Monday didn't bring you a grin, that's alright
Pour you up a little something 'cause tomorrow might
Play a guitar as you're rolling away
Singin' times like these make me feel strange
Times like these make me feel strange
Ain't it strange?
Ain't it strange?
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