These Times Lyrics - The Explosion

Back on the street 

Another Friday night 

Wasted away again 

Saturday morning 

Saturday night 

It's all the fucking same 

Sunday comes and it comes 

And I can't cope 

'Cause I know what's to come 

Call it a waste of time for me 

But I don't need to be judged 

I won't be caught looking back 

'Cause these times aren't over yet 

I'll be livin' for the moment with no regrets 

In your face is where we'll be 

Don't try to cross the line 

'Cause you can't fuck with me 

We don't give a fuck