In death you face life with a child and a wife
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Who sleep-walks through your dreams into walls
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You're soldier of mercy, you're cold and you curse
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He who cannot be trusted must fall.
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Loneliness, tenderness, high society, notoriety
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You fight for the throne and you travel alone
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Unknown as you slowly sink
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And there's no time to think.
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In the Federal City you been blown and shown pity
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For secret, for pieces of change
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The empress attracts you but oppression distracts you
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And it makes you feel violent and strange.
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Memory, ecstasy, tyranny, hypocrisy
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Betrayed by a kiss on a cool night of bliss
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In the valley of the missing link
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And you have no time to think.
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Judges will haunt you, the country priestess will want you
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Her worst is better than best
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I've seen all these decoys through a set of deep turquoise eyes
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And I feel so depressed.
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China doll, alcohol, duality, mortality
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Mercury rules you and destiny fools you
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Like the plague, with a dangerous wink
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And there's no time to think.
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Your conscience betrayed you when some tyrant waylaid you
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Where the lion lies down with the lamb
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I'd have paid off the traitor and killed him much later
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But that's just the way that I am.
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Paradise, sacrifice, mortality, reality
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But the magician is quicker and his game
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Is much thicker than blood and blacker than ink
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And there's no time to think.
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Anger and jealousy's all that he sells us
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He's content when you're under his thumb
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Madmen oppose him, but your kindness throws him
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To survive it you play deaf and dumb.
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Equality, liberty, humility, simplicity
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You glance through the mirror and there's eyes starring clear
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At the back of you head as you drink
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And there's no time to think.
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Warlords of sorrow and queens of tomorrow
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Will offer their heads for a prayer
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You can't find no salvation, you have no expectations
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Anytime, anyplace, anywhere.
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Mercury, gravity, nobility, humility
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You know you can't keep her and the water gets deeper
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That is leading your onto the brink
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But there's no time to think.
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You've murdered your vanity, buried your sanity
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For pleasure you must now resist
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Lovers obey you but they cannot sway you
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They're not even sure you exist.
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Socialism, hypnotism, patriotism, materialism
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Fools making laws for the breaking of jaws
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And the sound of the keys as they clink
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But there's no time to think.
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The bridge that you travel on goes to the Babylon
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With the rose in her hair
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Starlight in the East you're finally released
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You're stranded but with nothing to share.
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Loyality, unity, epitome, rigidity
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You turn around for one real last glimpse of Camille
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'Neath the moon shining bloody and pink
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And there's no time to think.
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Bullets can harm you and death can disarm you
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But no, you will not be deceived
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Stripped of all virtue as you crawl through the dirt
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You can give but you cannot receive.
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No time to choose when the truth must die
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No time to lose or say goodbye
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No time to prepare for the victim that's there
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No time to suffer or blink
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And no time to think.
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No Time To Think
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| Bob Dylan |
