The Brian Jonestown Massacre - Days, Weeks and Moths lyrics

rate me

I haven’t got the time to mourning

Hmmm, ain’t got the time to cry.

We got to keep our fortune, baby

Until you let me down to die!

Mark my .. so long ago

Don’t let nobody fuck you over,

Don’t let nobody lay you low.

I haven’t got the time to mourning

Just got no time to cry.

See, I do have this child here, uh

Enough to be ...

And it ain’t none to think it over

To see what you see

But...you keep up with

What must be, must be!