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 gra** 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 sh**ty, 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 gra** and I ain't got no time to grieve Got a chip on my shoulder the size of Boulder, Colorado, colder look in the mirror I'm gettin' older El Dorado soldier off the off ramp off the wagon and on to braggin' you got a mokey on your back? I got a dragon! I'm in mourning every morning hanging out with my dumba** should have a Surgeon General Warning ashes to ashes, dust to dust born too be wild and born too rust I hear a roar in me, I'm in the war for peace the tears pour from these eyes the core in me tries to store the heat rising inside of me anger bangs on my brain but I manage not to do damage what a planet we inhabit the Sabbath is true dammit the dealer of bad habits is workin his black magic imagine packin' the gat that you grippin' you damn scabbin' and stashin' it in the back and just blastin' 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 gra** and I ain't got no time to grieve It's hard too believe anything that you told if a sin is a sin we've all k**ed before one way or another we all stole a dollar and after all we're gonna fall and after all we're gonna fall