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