Times Like These Lyrics - 7 Mary 3

A young girl give me a good luck charm. 

Put a snake on my neck and a bird on my arm 

Got one good little leg 'cause the other went south 

Got a brand new crutch and a brand new mouth 

I got a sheriff name branded where I should have kept clean 

If you get too close you're going to know what I mean 

And I know when I'm old the only runnin' gonna come 

Away from my lips and the fork of my tongue 

It only gets to me in times like these 

And times like these are getting to me 

Put your hand in the oven there's a heaven inside 

And it burns straight through but the Devil don't mind 

Because he takes what he wants and he finds what you hide 

And it will buy you a place on the lower east Side, child 

I rolled the number last night and I walked in my sleep 

And I could feel all the nerves in the tips of my teeth 

As they crumbled into dust and washed into the sea 

I finally shut my mouth so I could hear myself think, saying 

It only gets to me in times like these 

It only gets to me in times like these 

It only gets to me in times like these 

And times like these are getting to me