Here they come the belligerence
I don’t know what they do
With every shade of ignorance
They only make me blue
Their A to B of emotion leaves me in the cold
Their malice greed and sentiment
I hope they die before I’m old

And I feel like I live in another time
Yes I feel like I live in another time
In another time
Another time

You always were a good listener caretaker of lost souls
For every vulnerable creature you found staring roles.
And I was always blasted or strung out on parade
But as long as the drinking lasted I was not afraid.

Yes I feel like I live in another time
Yes I feel like I live in another time
In another time
Another time

You looked at me and I looked at you didn’t we?
There’s nothing to do but try to be free shouldn’t we?
By surviving failure I was a success
But by being so successful I became a mess.
But now it’s hotel pens and independence another open road.
You always were a good listener you understand the code.

And I’m glad that I live in another time
And the song never ends in another time
Yes I feel like we live in another time
In another time
Another time. . .