faulty times

I was seventeen,
In nineteen thirty-three.
Splitting out of my seams,
Cant you see what Ive seen?
Ill be one one four,
By the third world war.
Faulty times.
Faulty times.
Lets smoke some kill,
And get outta this place.
Lived a life of crime,
Since about grade nine.
So whose side you on?
Whose side you on?
But aint it a loss,
A dental floss?
Faulty times.
Faulty times.
Lets smoke some kill,
And get outta this place.
Cause nobody likes your,
****** up plans,
Of shooting up some foreign land,
Thats spread its weight,
In spite of all your laws.
Thats spread its weight,
In spite of all your laws.
I was seventeen,
In nineteen thirty-three.
Splitting out of my seams,
Cant you see what Ive seen?
Ill be one one four,
By the third world war.
Faulty times.
Faulty times.
Lets smoke some kill,
And get outta this place.
Cause nobody likes your,
****** up plans,
Of shooting up some foreign land,
Thats spread its weight,
In spite of all your laws.
Thats spread its weight,
In spite of all your laws.