No Time To ThinkIn death, you face life with a child and a wifeWho sleep-walks through your dreams into walls.You\'re a soldier of mercy, you\'re cold and you curse,\"He who cannot be trusted must fall.\"Loneliness, tenderness, high society, notoriety.\nYou fight for the throne and you travel alone\nUnknown as you slowly sink\nAnd there\'s no time to think.\n\nIn the Federal City you been blown and shown pity,\nIn secret, for pieces of change.\nThe empress attracts you but oppression distracts you\nAnd itmakes you feel violent and strange.\n\nMemory, ecstasy, tyranny, hypocrisy\nBetrayed by a kiss on a cool night of bliss\nIn the valley of the missing link\nAnd you have no time to think.\n\nJudges will haunt you, the country priestess will want you\nHer worst is better than best.\nI\'ve seen all these decoysthrough a set of deep turquoise eyes\nAnd I feel so depressed.\n\nChina doll, alcohol, duality, mortality.\nMercury rules you and destiny fools you\nLike the plague, with a dangerous wink\nAnd there\'s no time to think.\n\nYour conscience betrayed you when some tyrant waylaid you\nWhere the lion lies down with the lamb.\nI\'d have paid off the traitor and killed him much later\nBut that\'s just the way that I am.\n\nParadise, sacrifice, mortality, reality.\nBut the magician is quicker and his game\nIs much thicker than blood and blacker than ink\nAnd there\'s no time to think.\n\nAnger and jealousy\'s all that he sells us,\nHe\'s content when you\'re under his thumb.\nMadmen oppose him, but your kindness throws him\nTo survive it you play deaf and dumb.\n\nEquality, liberty, humility, simplicity.\nYou glance through the mirror and there\'s eyes staring clear\nAt the back of your head as you drink\nAnd there\'s no time tothink.\n\nWarlords of sorrow and queens of tomorrow\nWill offer their heads for a prayer.\nYou can\'t find no salvation, you have no expectations\nAnytime, anyplace, anywhere.\n\nMercury, gravity, nobility, humility.\nYou know you can\'t keep her and the water gets deeper\nThat is leading you onto the brink\nBut there\'s no time to think.\n\nYou\'ve murdered your vanity, buried your sanity\nFor pleasure you must now resist.\nLovers obey you but they cannot sway you\nThey\'re not even sure you exist.\n\nSocialism, hypnotism, patriotism, materialism.\nFools making laws for the breaking of jaws\nAnd the sound of the keys as they clink\nBut there\'s no time to think.\n\nThe bridge that you travel on goes to the Babylon girl\nWith the rose in her hair.\nStarlight in the East and you\'re finally released\nYou\'re stranded but with nothing to share.\n\nLoyalty, unity, epitome, rigidity.\nYou turn around for one real last glimpseof Camille\n\'Neath the moon shinin\' bloody and pink\nAnd there\'s no time to think.\n\nBullets can harm you and death can disarm you\nBut no, you will not be deceived.\nStripped of all virtue as you crawl through the dirt,\nYou can give but you cannot receive.\n\nNo time to choose when the truth must die,\nNotime to lose or say goodbye,\nNo time to prepare for the victim that\'s there,\nNo time to suffer or blink\nAnd no time to think. Bob, Dylan, Legal, No, Street, Think, Time, To