Cracker - Hey Bret (You Know What Time It Is)

My people came out of the forests and the mountains, into this unpromising land
Scratched out a living in this desert valley hard living for any man
It weren't no Eden, as cold as Sweden, like Hades in the summer time
We built the cities, we dug the ditches, we picked the fruit from the vine
Hey, Bret You know what time it is
Hey, Bret You know what time it is
Hey, Bret You know what time it is
Hey, Bret You know what time it is
Skip forward four generations, comes a great first world nation
But I'm living in the third
Trying to make a living, playing on my SG Gibson, tending bar and sometimes selling herb
We live like serfs, in this new feudal land we pay the bills and fight the wars
I ain't no wobbly, no pinko Commie let's start the end times right now
Hey, Bret You know what time it is
Hey, Bret You know what time it is
Hey, Bret You know what time it is
Hey, Bret You know what time it is
My people came out of the forests and the mountains, into this unpromising land
Scratched out a living in this desert valley hard living for any man
It weren't no Eden, as cold as Sweden, like Hades in the summer time
We built the cities, we dug the ditches, we picked the fruit from the vine
Hey, Bret You know what time it is
Hey, Bret You know what time it is
Hey, Bret You know what time it is
Hey, Bret You know what time it is
Skip forward four generations, comes a great first world nation
But I'm living in the third
Trying to make a living, playing on my SG Gibson, tending bar and sometimes selling herb
We live like serfs, in this new feudal land we pay the bills and fight the wars
I ain't no wobbly, no pinko Commie let's start the end times right now
Hey, Bret You know what time it is
Hey, Bret You know what time it is
Hey, Bret You know what time it is
Hey, Bret You know what time it is

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