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Bob Dylan - No Time to Think (Street-Legal)

In death, you face life with a child and a wife
Who 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.
You fight for the throne and you travel alone
Unknown as you slowly sink
And there's no time to think.

In the Federal City you been blown and shown pity,
In secret, for pieces of change.
The empress attracts you but oppression distracts you
And it makes you feel violent and strange.

Memory, ecstasy, tyranny, hypocrisy
Betrayed by a kiss on a cool night of bliss
In the valley of the missing link
And you have no time to think.

Judges will haunt you, the country priestess will want you
Her worst is better than best.
I've seen all these decoys through a set of deep turquoise eyes
And I feel so depressed.

China doll, alcohol, duality, mortality.
Mercury rules you and destiny fools you
Like the plague, with a dangerous wink
And there's no time to think.

Your conscience betrayed you when some tyrant waylaid you
Where the lion lies down with the lamb.
I'd have paid off the traitor and killed him much later
But that's just the way that I am.

Paradise, sacrifice, mortality, reality.
But the magician is quicker and his game
Is much thicker than blood and blacker than ink
And there's no time to think.

Anger and jealousy's all that he sells us,
He's content when you're under his thumb.
Madmen oppose him, but your kindness throws him
To survive it you play deaf and dumb.

Equality, liberty, humility, simplicity.
You glance through the mirror and there's eyes staring clear
At the back of your head as you drink
And there's no time to think.

Warlords of sorrow and queens of tomorrow
Will offer their heads for a prayer.
You can't find no salvation, you have no expectations
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere.

Mercury, gravity, nobility, humility.
You know you can't keep her and the water gets deeper
That is leading you onto the brink
But there's no time to think.

You've murdered your vanity, buried your sanity
For pleasure you must now resist.
Lovers obey you but they cannot sway you
They're not even sure you exist.

Socialism, hypnotism, patriotism, materialism.
Fools making laws for the breaking of jaws
And the sound of the keys as they clink
But there's no time to think.

The bridge that you travel on goes to the Babylon girl
With the rose in her hair.
Starlight in the East and you're finally released
You're stranded but with nothing to share.

Loyalty, unity, epitome, rigidity.
You turn around for one real last glimpse of Camille
'Neath the moon shinin' bloody and pink
And there's no time to think.

Bullets can harm you and death can disarm you
But no, you will not be deceived.
Stripped of all virtue as you crawl through the dirt,
You can give but you cannot receive.

No time to choose when the truth must die,
No time to lose or say goodbye,
No time to prepare for the victim that's there,
No time to suffer or blink
And no time to think.

Bob Dylan No Time To Think, with lyrics. (04:15)
Bob Dylan No Time To Think, track 3 off the album Street Legal. In death you face life with a child
and a wife Who sleep-walks through your dreams into walls You're soldier of mercy, you're cold and
you curse He who cannot be trusted must fall. Loneliness, tenderness, high society, notoriety You
fight for the throne and you travel alone Unknown as you slowly sink And there's no time to think.
In the Federal City you been blown and shown pity For secret, for pieces of change The empress ...


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Komentarze:

1
Once again, Dylan supported by outstanding drum work....Listen to his works from Highway 61 up to even today....of all the great bands and musicians he chooses to back him, there's always a fabulous drummer.
Autor: MJLatora
2
What a storyteller!
Autor: uddiptab
3
I always thought James Williamson of the Stooges picked up some from Bloomfield's stuff, like on this song.
Autor: wdmounger
4
in the kitchen ( w/ a needle and a spoon) back in the day of 1967 LOVE YOU BOB
Autor: definemaybe
5
the sun's not yellow it's CHIKEN
Autor: bigmathafaka
6
this is on highway 61 revisited isnt it?
Autor: Farriertrade
7
"mama is in a factory she ain't got no shoes."...... "daddy is in the alley he's looking for food".... I'm in the kitchen with the tombstone blues.".....
Autor: littlealexdelarg
8
I was sure that I heard a version of this on an old vinyl record that had a long extended guitar solo at the end but I have never been able to find it. Did I imagine it ? Did they shorten it when they transferred it to CD ?
Autor: brian777999
9
you should fenintley look up richie havens cover of it .
Autor: tomtebass