I See Hawks In L.A. - Hard Times (Are Here Again) lyrics

Well the moon is on a slow rise Like ever other dark night Since the waters receded and the gra** began to grow Helicopters circle Buzz and shine and circle And the pistol waving prophet is finally on TV He's dreaming that I'm OJ Finally feeling OK And you're watching because you're stuck and you're at home And once the ba*tards finish me You'll flip the channel once again And walk into the kitchen and pour yourself some gin Hard Times Are Here Again The CIA has bugged the door Close the blinds, Katie bar the door I'm locked and I'm loaded waiting for ‘em to storm in The people have spoken I thought they were joking But it's just not the funny The second time around So I'll listen to you whisper Secrets from the twister That's blowing in to flatten our home There's no ink in my printer It'll be a long, long winter But flowers only bloom if the spring is coming soon Hard Times Are Here Again Ohh Hard Times Are Here Again Some say “Bring It On!” Some reach for the bong Others say they saw it coming all along Doo doo doo doo Doo doo doo doo Well the the song is almost finished And my prospects are diminishing Wonder how the money's coming in As the show heads for the floor The Republic had a short run Sure did get a lot done But the world is full of messengers Who aren't afraid to die They've cordoned off the perimiter Access is limited And he's bathing in the TV copters lights And once the ba*tards finish him He'll rise into the smoky wind Take off on a ride Like a Jesus suicide Hard Times Are Here Again Ohh Hard Times Are Here Again Ohh Hard Times Are Here Again Some say “Bring It On!” Some reach for the bong Others say they saw it coming all along Doo doo doo doo Doo doo doo doo