- ?Little tramp comin＇ up the strip with a hundred dollar smile
- Sparks flyin＇ off her fingertips, drive the young cop wild
- Some nights are wound so tight like a storm about to break
- Better stand in your doorway when everything starts to shake
- You get restless like a cat waking up at midnight,
- Hungry, never quite satisfied
- This is our world and these are our times
- This is our world and these are our times
- Little brother like a street god with a drop dead attitude
- Say he＇s looking like a shadow now, runnin＇ low on green and food
- Some lives are wound up tight like a wave about to crash
- Hard times seem to multiply while the joy runs out so fast
- You get restless like a kid crawling out of a bad dream
- Hungry, never quite satisfied
- This is our world and these are our times
- This is our world and these are our times
- This is our world and these are our times
- This is our world and these are our times
- Make way for the son of a rebel wired to a bottle of flame
- He＇s got two black eyes and a purple heart and a bone hangin＇ on a chain
- These times are like dynamite, a head-on with history
- Some fool＇s bound to burn it all down, don＇t care about you and me
- He＇ll get desperate like a child in the eye of a nightmare
- Hungry, never quite satisfied
- This is our world and these are our times
- This is our world and these are our times
- This is our world and these are our times
- This is our world and these are our times
- Our world, our times
- Our world, our times
- Our world, our times
- Our world, our times
- ?Little tramp comin＇ up the strip with a hundred dollar smile
- Sparks flyin＇ off her fingertips, drive the young cop wild
- Some nights are wound so tight like a storm about to break
- Better stand in your doorway when everything starts to shake
- You get restless like a cat waking up at midnight,
- Hungry, never quite satisfied
- This is our world and these are our times
- This is our world and these are our times
- Little brother like a street god with a drop dead attitude
- Say he＇s looking like a shadow now, runnin＇ low on green and food
- Some lives are wound up tight like a wave about to crash
- Hard times seem to multiply while the joy runs out so fast
- You get restless like a kid crawling out of a bad dream
- Hungry, never quite satisfied
- This is our world and these are our times
- This is our world and these are our times
- This is our world and these are our times
- This is our world and these are our times
- Make way for the son of a rebel wired to a bottle of flame
- He＇s got two black eyes and a purple heart and a bone hangin＇ on a chain
- These times are like dynamite, a head-on with history
- Some fool＇s bound to burn it all down, don＇t care about you and me
- He＇ll get desperate like a child in the eye of a nightmare
- Hungry, never quite satisfied
- This is our world and these are our times
- This is our world and these are our times
- This is our world and these are our times
- This is our world and these are our times
- Our world, our times
- Our world, our times
- Our world, our times
- Our world, our times
