No Time To Grieve by Rehab
I lost it all, my brain, life, my balls for y'all
no more phone calls
I walk alone, along 'cross the long hauls
the alcohol stars the show
the strip-malls, the hos, the strippers and spit balls
and pit falls I done fell through
I went to hell for you
probably end up in Bellevue or jail for you
that'll be two for two, headed for I.C.U.
Blah!
No time to grieve it all changes so fast
and after all we're all gonna fall
no time to grieve, can't make the moment last
the dirt on the plains won't turn to grass and I ain't got no time to grieve
Live's are often mental and a lot of ways cyn' a little
complement the instrumental, detrimental
and gobblin' pistols for supper
upper rechelant & silly, pretty silicon titties
bitty's wantin' a wad and fifty's
not a hallmark and we ain't mad
what can I say? and so, I'm shitty, shiney, shotty
in my lap and makin' naughty
tappin' tha crap and mail and hiccup
and snappin' fell in da crap and only see laughin'
what's happened to my sanity?
what happened?
No time to grieve it all changes so fast
and after all we're all gonna fall
no time to grieve, can't make the moment last
the dirt on the plains won't turn to grass and I ain't got no time to grieve
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