Hot Times
Hot times in the 70's
Drugs are your friends and your enemies
You're sober
Then its over
Hold close all your vanities
Swallow the obscenities
No room for them
To make amends
But can you hold it
In the palm of your hand
break it down
and make it understand
Grip it tight
like a marker in the sand
type it up
like you've got a plan
fake the tell
you got the winning hand
hold your ground
like a marker in the sand
Hot trial of the century
a little piece of history
you always lose
when you're on the news
it's your biography
all about you when you're the lead
fall over
then its over
But can you hold it
In the palm of your hand
break it down
and make it understand
Grip it tight
like a marker in the sand
type it up
like you've got a plan
fake the tell
you got the winning hand
hold your ground
like a marker in the sand
Hot times in the 70's
Drugs are your friends and your enemies
You're sober
Then its over
Hold close all your vanities
Swallow the obscenities
No room for them
To make amends
But can you hold it
In the palm of your hand
break it down
and make it understand
Grip it tight
like a marker in the sand
type it up
like you've got a plan
fake the tell
you got the winning hand
hold your grove
like a marker in the sand
Woah
Drugs are your friends and your enemies
You're sober
Then its over
Hold close all your vanities
Swallow the obscenities
No room for them
To make amends
But can you hold it
In the palm of your hand
break it down
and make it understand
Grip it tight
like a marker in the sand
type it up
like you've got a plan
fake the tell
you got the winning hand
hold your ground
like a marker in the sand
Hot trial of the century
a little piece of history
you always lose
when you're on the news
it's your biography
all about you when you're the lead
fall over
then its over
But can you hold it
In the palm of your hand
break it down
and make it understand
Grip it tight
like a marker in the sand
type it up
like you've got a plan
fake the tell
you got the winning hand
hold your ground
like a marker in the sand
Hot times in the 70's
Drugs are your friends and your enemies
You're sober
Then its over
Hold close all your vanities
Swallow the obscenities
No room for them
To make amends
But can you hold it
In the palm of your hand
break it down
and make it understand
Grip it tight
like a marker in the sand
type it up
like you've got a plan
fake the tell
you got the winning hand
hold your grove
like a marker in the sand
Woah
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Benedict, William Moran, Michael Borja, Stephen Norton
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