Rough Times

Preachers are preaching, out in the streets

The world it is ending, on HD TV

The noise and the fires and black friday nights

Again

Bombs in the air, has poisoned their cheers

Pushing the borders, the devil may care

The nation's in fear, but it ain't right here with you

These are rough times we live in

These are damn cold nights

'Til these dark clouds lift

I'll hold you tight

Horsemen are calling, they know her names

Keep you in line, with bread and geese

But if one thing's for certain

I'd draw the curtain again

These are rough times we live in

These are damn cold nights

'Til these dark clouds lift

I'll hold you tight

Through these days of longing

There's an end in sight

'Cause these are rough times and I'll lay by your side

These are rough times we live in

These are damn cold nights

'Til the dark clouds lift

I'll hold you tight