Scream like jets off to Orion, as drone bless kin And the hills sing prayers of America It's hard times we're in It's hard times It's hard times It's hard times It's hard times Soon, the only gentle voice you'll hear Is one you cannot know to fear The kindest cut draws blood from filth It's what fates, it feeds the toil of fallen men A buy-in sweeps limb-from-limb It's plucked by poison quill, but don't stand still It's hard, hard times It's hard times Fear thee not, hands of a maker and chairmen guilt sobs But still loyal meat for the satyrs Its hard times, is what you've got Its hard times Hard times Its hard times Hard times Soon, the only gentle voice you'll hear Is one you cannot know to fear The kindest cut draws blood from filth It's what fates, it feeds the toil of fallen men A buy-in sweeps limb-from-limb It's plucked by poison quill, but don't stand still It's hard, hard times It's hard, hard times It's hard times