Times Like These

A young girl give me a good luck charm. Put a snake on my neck and a bird on my arm Got one good little leg 'cause the other went south Got a brand new crutch and a brand new mouth I got a sheriff name branded where I should have kept clean If you get too close you're going to know what I mean And I know when I'm old the only runnin' gonna come Away from my lips and the fork of my tongue It only gets to me in times like these And times like these are getting to me Put your hand in the oven there's a heaven inside And it burns straight through but the Devil don't mind Because he takes what he wants and he finds what you hide And it will buy you a place on the lower east Side, child I rolled the number last night and I walked in my sleep And I could feel all the nerves in the tips of my teeth As they crumbled into dust and washed into the sea I finally shut my mouth so I could hear myself think, saying It only gets to me in times like these It only gets to me in times like these It only gets to me in times like these And times like these are getting to me