Strange

(Go, one, two)

Coyotes on my left and wolves on my right

Sun keeps shining in the middle of the night

Urban feels suburban, Main Street ain't main, yeah

And times like these make me feel strange

A Lincoln came and a Jefferson went

Money on a Maytag and the thing won't spin

Couple hundred dollars feels more like change, yeah

And times like these make me feel strange

Have a smoke

Buy a round

Get on a jetliner goin' anywhere bound

Pick a string, sing the blues

Dance a holе in your shoes

Do anything to keep you sane

'Cause timеs like these make me feel strange

Times like these make me feel strange

Country don't twang, rock and roll ain't loud

Every elevator only ever goes down

Everybody's looking for a little cheap fame, yeah

And times like these make me feel strange

Have a smoke

Buy a round

Get on a jetliner goin' anywhere bound

Pick a string, sing the blues

Dance a hole in your shoes

Do anything to keep you sane

'Cause times like these make me feel strange

Times like these make me feel strange

Have a smoke

Buy a round

Get on a jetliner goin' anywhere bound

Pick a string, sing the blues

Dance some holes in your shoes

Do anything to keep you sane

If Monday didn't bring you a grin, that's alright

Pour you up a little something

'Cause tomorrow might

Play a guitar as you're rolling away

Singin' times like these make me feel strange

Times like these make me feel strange

Made it strange

Made it strange