Strange Times - Mikey Mike

Well I’ve been waking up at night

Hearing these sounds in the sky

It’s like they screeching into heaven

This long cold cry

I couldn’t tell you what it was

But I know that it ain’t right

And it keeps getting louder

Every night

Oh, oh, oh, strange times

Well she said, «Come, let’s take a picture

And let’s do another line

And we can talk about all that shit

Some other time

There’s a lot of girls here, Mike

And I know you like them girls

And they could all use some love

In this cold, cold world, look around»

Oh, oh, oh, strange times

Well some punk said, «Earth the new Rome

And this bitch is going down

You better know someone at NASA

If you think you’re gonna skip town

And I surely doubt you do

So you might as well enjoy

All the food and all the drugs

And all the girls and all the toys»

Oh, oh, oh, strange times

Well some gumper overheard us

Said, «Boy, you better get right

'Cause they be coming down La Brea

Anyone of these nights

If you wanna be saved

Well you can come with me at night

And we’ll both be forgiven

For doing all these lines»

Oh, oh, oh, strange times

Some kid said, «Cocaine, church

It’s all the same to me

They cut down the love

And then they jack up the fee»

Well he can’t be coming back

'Cause he never did leave

The second coming is a coming

But it’s you and it’s me

Oh, oh, oh, strange times