Lyrics:

A young girl give me a good luck charm
Put a snake on my neck and a bird on my arm

Got one good leg 'cause the other went south
Got a brand new crutch and a brand new mouth

I got a sheriff's name branded where I should have kept clean

If you get to close, you're going to know what I mean

And I know when I'm older 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 find what you hide

And it will buy you a place on the Lower East Side, child

I rolled a 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