By: Jimmy Buffett
1970
Every day held a new surprise
I watched the hunger burning in my sister's eyes
The paste-board shack we called a home
Would haunt me in my dreams
'Cause there's nothing soft about hard times
There's nothing soft about hard times
We never knew anything groovy
A dime meant bread and not a movie
The muscles that controlled my smile were rarely ever used
'Cause there's nothing soft about hard times
There's nothing soft about hard times
Chorus:
I had to go 'cause I could see
I wasn't meant for poverty
The
Primitive Rhythm Machine
(1 Timothy 4:1-3, 2 Tim. 3:1-5, 2 Cor. 11:13-14)
Fascination with the stars
Consequences of the crystal factor
Answers to life are far
Looking for hope in all the wrong places
Bridge 1
Destined to die, lost in lies, fated
Hating your life, answers none taken
Transcendental meditation
Separation to the new age
Satan has bound your mind
The angel of light transfixion
Bridge 1 repeat
Chorus
And there'll be peace in the galaxy
when people trust the truth in Christianity, Sanctity
Chorus repeat x 1.5
Situation of change
You must arise and forsake
Satanic lies of today
Arise and embrace the glory
Bridge 2
Destined for life, found in Christ, salvation
Loving your life, answers all taken
Chorus repeat x 2