Strange

(Go, one, two) Coyotes on my left and wolves on my right Sun keeps shining 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 holе in your shoes Do anything to keep you sane 'Cause timеs like these make me feel strange Times like these make me feel strange Country don't twang, rock and roll ain't loud Every elevator only ever goes down Everybody's looking 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 some holes 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 Made it strange Made it strange