Jethro Tull - Living In These Hard Times Lyrics
The bombs in the china. the fats in the fire.Theres no turkey left on the table.The commuters return on the six oclock flyerBrings no bale of hay for the stable.Well, the light, it is failing along the green beltAs we follow the hard road signs.Semi-detached in our suburban-ness ---Were living in these hard times.Well the flys in the milk and the cats in the stew.Another bun in the oven --- oh, what to do?Well laugh and well sing and try to bringA pound from your pocket.Good day to you.Oh, these hard times.The politicians sat on the wallAnd traded with the union game.Someone slapped a writ on our deficit ---Not a penny left to our name.Oh, the times are hard and the credits lean,And they toss and they turn in sleep.And the line they take is the line they make ---But its not the line they keep.The cow jumped over yesterdays moonAnd the lock ran away with the key.You know what you like, and you like what you knowBut there is no jam for tea.Well the light it is failing along the green beltAs we follow the hard road signs.Semi-detached in our suburban-ness ---Were living in these hard times.
