Desperate Times

Desperate Times - Old 97's

Last night I dreamt of you

Abbie Hoffman peddling your books

I gave five bucks to you

The other kids just gave you dirty looks

I said

"I'm sorry it didn't work out quite

The way you planned"

You said "That's silly

Boy the revolution is at hand"

And if you got a ten spot brother

I got a dime

These are desperate

Desperate times

Desperate times

Last night I dreamt of you

Pepe Lopez strung out on a stage

It don't even look like you

Smiling like sawed-off twenty gauge

I still remember the Telecaster

Down around your knees

It's late November

And I think I smell tequila on the breeze

And if you got the Cuervo

Honey I got the lime

These are desperate

Desperate times

Desperate times

And if you got the shotgun

Honey I got the crime

These are desperate

Desperate times

Desperate times

Desperate times

Desperate times

Desperate times

Desperate times

Desperate times

Desperate