Dark Days - Tim Heidecker
Well this world's on fire
Of this there ain't no doubt
And no one wants to put it out
Then once in a while
They spray it all down
Let the steam cover up your eyes
Well the stores are all closed
Everything good shut down
So many people had to move out of town
Some people are taking to praying
But I ain't there yet
Hope is the last thing I hope to forget
And I don't mind making bread
Letting it rise while we go to bed
And we'll wake we will bake
'Cause we learned how to make it
In these dark dark dark dark days
If I get to grow old
If I get to retire
I wanna live like a hobbit in the shire
And what will we make
Of these weird old days
Oh to be blinded of all we've seen
Oh to be blinded of all we've seen
And I'm gonna try to get myself out
Well before they burn it all down
And when I come back
I'll come back strong
And I will try to carry on
Through these dark dark dark dark days
Through these dark dark dark dark days
Well this world's on fire
Of this there ain't no doubt
Will anyone put it out
