Lyrics

Glorious influencers talk And they keep walking talking All day long Filling empty rooms With red balloons Voices echo, words repeat Parrots in a twisted Sing-a-long Covering the smell of dead racoons The beautiful rich have come to town Buying the doctors and claiming All the schools Kissing cheeks and swapping Diamond rings They come for revenge and they won't back down Don't mind a bit about a little blood in their Swimming pools And give a nod to Jimmy In the wings Strange times Bee was the biggest buzz in town Everybody cheered as She went by They said she was their queen Their latest flame But when she slipped and hit the ground Her girlfriends froze in fear And let her die Her mother said she had herself To blame Strange times They're growing the bushes They're locking the doors They're paying the wolf to shepherd The shivering sheep Making sure nobody Could get in And as the bells ring for the poor The Jesus Christ is being put to sleep Crosses smashed and thrown Into the bin We're doing the Strange Times Boogie Hallelujah Pa-Pa The beautiful boys are building a cage Chaining the pets and pups Of their desire Snorting ever line of Fuzzy dreams They're brushing their teeth, shining their shoes Smiling and singing along In the parrot choir They know that all that matters is How it seems The riders of dusk arrive in the morning Flashing with new suits In the camera light Promising OUR TIME HAS COME AT LAST And under the cloudy sky The beggars are shot in the head Not even out of sight And Jimmy buttons the jacket Of the blast Good times Strange times Strange times
Writer(s): David Kristoffer Myhr, Floryd Arne Sven Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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