The Brian Jonestown Ma**acre - Days, Weeks and Moths lyrics

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! Momma told me so long ago Don't let nobody f** 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 We have to feed I and I I may break now to think it over To see what you see But it's what you keep up with What must be, must be!