Times

This is a troubled world a troubled times
Men breaking there back just to get a dime
When the man laughs at you from your corner office
People begging on the corner
"A penny? A nickel? A dime?"
Man these are some hard times
I see so much pain in the eyes of all my brothers and sisters
Still wondering if they'll even have dinner
Uncle Sam did give us a check but it bounced
Now my brothers and sisters can't go that good route
We want to see the shining light at the end of the tunnel
They left us looking at the sun through a funnel
Man these are some hard times
Guys work three jobs and still don't get by
Why can't we see the silver lining?
Cause our love is out shining?
Sometimes it's not the hard times
Just the troubled times
That makes our children of mother earth want to kill one another
There goes another homicide
Oh brother brother