From the recording Celebrity Caviar

In cart Not available Out of stock

Nocturno Hayes: vocal
Danny Maldonado: electric guitars
Anthony J. Maldonado: bass
Augustus Saunders: organ
Veronica Caro: background vocals
Scarlet Newman-Thomas: drums, tambourine

Lyrics

(Words by: Anthony J. Maldonado
Music by: Danny Maldonado)

Troubled times plague me,
Happy memories fading.
Invest in self-help books,
For this cynical outlook.
Any attempt at romance
Doesn't stand a chance.
A streak of incompetence...
This simply makes no sense.
I presume it must be some kind of curse.
Doesn't seem to rub off,
I think I've had enough.
But I can't escape it
No wonder I'm so jaded.
Looks like things have taken a turn for the worse.

Boredom at my doorstep,
I know I can't endorse it.
I visit different places
On a daily basis.
Confronted with violence,
Must resort to silence
To protect my reputation,
Pent-up frustrations
I transfer thoughts to paper and choose not to shout.
Nine-page confession,
Valid means of expression
Little retail value,
So many points of view.
A conglomeration of voices drowning me out.

Who will get me through these troubled times?
Troubled times, troubled times,
Troubled times, troubled times.

Years of seclusion,
From constant persecution
Established limitations,
Working class nation
Corporate greed still reigns,
Advertising campaigns
Plenty of damaged goods,
Managed by white collar crooks,
All wrapped up in an affordable payment plan.
Standing in the cold,
Depleted bank roll.
People want to borrow
What I'll need tomorrow
No way to rectify that which plagues this land.

Who will get me through these troubled times?
Troubled times, troubled times,
Trouble times, troubled times.

Massive competition,
It's an American tradition
But there's an unpleasant odor,
When the battle's over.
The anguish of the body count,
Piled up into a mound
Bitter and malnourished,
While the so-called culture flourished
Just don't step on my feet as you race to the top.
So if you feel neglected,
We'll be unaffected.
That's my final warning,
I'll see ya in the morning
Your day will be covered by the thickest fog.

Who will save you in these troubled times?
Troubled times, troubled times,
Troubled times, troubled times.

Copyright 2000, 2021, Bright Night Publishing
(Bright Night Publishing is a sub-division of Endless Rain Musick), ASCAP