Preachers are preaching, out in the streets The world it is ending, on HD TV The noise and the fires and black friday nights Again Bombs in the air, has poisoned their cheers Pushing the borders, the devil may care The nation's in fear, but it ain't right here with you These are rough times we live in These are damn cold nights 'Til these dark clouds lift I'll hold you tight Horsemen are calling, they know her names Keep you in line, with bread and geese But if one thing's for certain I'd draw the curtain again These are rough times we live in These are damn cold nights 'Til these dark clouds lift I'll hold you tight Through these days of longing There's an end in sight 'Cause these are rough times and I'll lay by your side ♪ These are rough times we live in These are damn cold nights 'Til the dark clouds lift I'll hold you tight