The Times is a British daily national newspaper, first published in London in 1785 under the title The Daily Universal Register (it became The Times on 1 January 1788). The Times and its sister paper The Sunday Times (founded in 1821) are published by Times Newspapers, since 1981 a subsidiary of News International, itself wholly owned by the News Corporation group headed by Rupert Murdoch. The Times and The Sunday Times do not share editorial staff, were founded independently and have only had common ownership since 1967.
The Times is the first newspaper to have borne that name, lending it to numerous other papers around the world, including The Times of India (1838), The Straits Times (1845), The New York Times (1851), The Irish Times (1859), the Los Angeles Times (1881), The Seattle Times (1891), The Daily Times (Malawi) (1900), The Canberra Times (1926), and The Times (Malta) (1935). For distinguishing purposes it is therefore sometimes referred to, particularly in North America, as the "London Times" or "The Times of London".
Well some kid got the lock down
'Cause he got flip with an officer
No you don't do that in this town
Unless you can bail yourself out
Some kids got the kick down
Fightin' straights from Fenway Park
But who was in the right now
And who still feels the scars?
Whoah, pick yourself up now, lets go
Now when we come to your town
Ain't no one gonna be a thug
But we're gonna have a lot of words now
So ya tough hoods listen up
I seen ya drinkin' down the river
I seen ya fightin' at the shows
I seen em crawl from every niche around
And then I've seen em go
These are the times
And I don't care how it happens
Things just gotta change
Are you in it for a lifetime
Are you giving back what you take
Is what I'm saying sinking in
Or is it just another wasted day
Theres one thing that they got that we ain't got
Its the long arm of the law
When the mace came out I clutched the ground
Then they kicked me up some more
It took about a month or so for you to know what you are after
Oh yes, we can speak of time
'Cause all I remember are the times
You're livin' free and livin' high
You're like some angel in the sky
You're like some angel in the sky
These are the times I'm living for
These are the times I'm living for
Every day is better, than the one before
Turned off the phone so work will leave me alone
Can't stand to have the boss breathing down my neck
I don't need that check more than self respect
These are the times I'm living for
These are the times I'm living for
Every day is better, than the one before
So who's content in your experience
Sometimes what is real just don't make sense
The reflection in the looking glass is looking back
We've all been there like birds falling out of the air
The questions are many
The answers are few
But history has taught us
To keep playing through
These are the times I'm living for
These are the times I'm living for
Every day is better, than the one before
I ain't got time to wait on a sign
I said I ain't much to put down this time
I can't get enough to hold down the line
I don't need to read the stars to make them shine
These are the times I'm living for
These are the times I'm living for
Every day is better, than the one before
These are the times I'm living for
These are the times I'm living for