The Brian Jonestown Massacre - Days, Weeks and Moths lyrics
rate meI 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!