These Times Songtext
von The Explosion

Back on the street another Friday night
Wasted away again
Saturday morning and Saturday night
Well, it′s all the fucking same
Sunday comes and I can't cope because I know what′s to come
Call it a waste of time for me but I don't need to be judged
I won't be caught looking back because these times aren′t over yet
I′ll be living for the moment with no regrets


Back on the street another Friday night
Wasted away again
Saturday morning and Saturday night
Well, it's all the fucking same
Sunday comes and I can′t cope because I know what's to come
Call it a waste of time for me but I don′t need to be judged
I won't be caught looking back because these times aren′t over yet
I'll be living for the moment with no regrets

In your face is where we'll be
Don′t try to cross the line because you can′t fuck with me
We don't give a fuck