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Coyotes on my left and wolves on my rightSun keeps shining in the middle of the nightUrban feels suburbanMain Street ain't Main, yeahAnd times like these make me feel strangeA Lincoln came and a Jefferson wentMoney on a Maytag and the thing won't spinCouple hundred dollars feels more like change, yeahAnd times like these make me feel strangeHave a smokeBuy a roundGet on a jetliner goin' anywhere boundPick a stringSing a bluesDance a holе in your shoesDo anything to keep you sane'Cause timеs like these make me feel strangeTimes like these make me feel strangeCountry don't twangRock n roll ain't loudEvery elevator only ever goes downEverybody's looking for a little cheap fame, yeahAnd times like these make me feel strangeHave a smokeBuy a roundGet on a jetliner goin' anywhere boundPick a stringSing a bluesDance a hole in your shoesDo anything to keep you sane'Cause times like these make me feel strangeTimes like these make me feel strangeHave a smokeBuy a roundGet on a jetliner goin' anywhere boundPick a stringSing a bluesDance some holes in your shoesDo anything to keep you saneIf Monday didn't bring you a grin, that's alrightPour you up a little something'Cause tomorrow mightPlay a guitar as you're rolling awaySingin' times like these make me feel strangeTimes like these make me feel strange
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