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Hard times - they seem like never ending

Good times - what are you talking about?

Crazy times - it's always so weird

But it's awesome - it feels so crazy!

On the road - we're a travelling band

Hell in the club - in the house

Rock the place - every night we keep on

Rockin' it up until we're shattered!

And the reason why we're all so insane

Is that we have sold our souls - we've sold our souls

And the reason why we're so broke, damn broke

Is that my dad is not a king

Houston we've got no money

We've got a problem. It is hard to believe

'Cause we have no wage - in a cage

And we'll never gonna find a way

Houston we've got no money

We've got something that is hard to believe

We get up on and off stage - rock in an outrage

Still no money but a lot to achieve

Pay to play - this is how they blow smoke

Play to pay - but this is how it's going on

You're selling out - your poor old mom and dad

To play one show with the Rolling Stones

And the reason why we're all so insane

Is that we have sold our souls - to rock'n'roll

And the reason why we're so broke, damn broke

Is that my dad is not a king

The legend tells that we've been payed with cocaine

With cocaine - and not with money

And that we've been high for two days and

Two nights in a row. We've been high all night long

All I can say is that we wait for better times to come

Hey - this is still damn good!