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Intro
Verse 1
Here we go to chEmurch on Sunday mornin'
Hangovers on 'em
EmWhiskey pourin' out of sCkin, it's like a poison
CBeer-soaked boots from the barroom floor
It's peAmrfume to a sinner, it's allurin'
AmProphet for the slums, prayer for the dark
AmBarber straight razor blade, pocket watch
EmRings on every finger, sacrificial skin
EmStory written in his blood, he's akin
EmTo animals and criminals alike
Hood, pEmroject, trailer park, Backwoods
AmSprinkles of the cocaine in his nails
AmTank full of propane on the shelf
AmFire's in the soul, the child is now a man
AmThe enemies of good now become a friend
EmWatchin' God play his life violin
EmHappily, an instrumental in the wind
EmYou will never fit, you're a misfit
EmYou're a quiet voice no matter how loud you get
AmDespite the effort, you remain reckless
You remain helpless in the same outfit
AmAs your father did before, you're a song
Better sing the praises of the written wrongs
EmOnly time will kill your spirit if you let it fall
EmAnd that's why there's...
Chorus
No time at aEmll
No time like Amnow
To get on the Amroad
If you wanna get Emout
You got to be trEmue
True to yourAmself
Or you'll be a fAmool
To somebody eEmlse
Verse 2
EmThe rifle's in the corner, money on the table
EmCellophane sacks, baby's in the cradle
AmChevy's in the drive, cranked and ready for him
Lights a cigarette, ashes on the floor
AmAnd takes another toke, Fsmoke fills the room
AmSun sets behind the clouds, heavy gloom
AmCops on the run, sirEmens in the distance
EmWild small town, violent and resistant
EmIn the street, they rage and fight
Any given nEmight, it's just another reason for a killin'
AmBrave the cold and lock the door 'cause it's war
Storm filled with crime, only safe in buildings
AmMade of brick and mortar, brick of thick morals
Ain't got brick and mortar? Steel will support 'em
EmSteel with the trigger finger, take your life
Billy in the basement, wasted, makin' pipe
EmBombs take it light, wrong take it real
Take a quarter pound of dope and make a deal
AmTake the front, son, run for the hills
Cowards under power make sonic seals
EmCast a shadow over underprivileged minds
While they're chasin' money, hit some basic rhymes
EmIf the world gives you pen and paper, draw the line
Because there's no time
Chorus
No time at aEmll
No time like Amnow
To get on the Amroad
If you wanna get Emout
You got to be trEmue
True to yourAmself
Or you'll be a fAmool
To somebody eEmlse
[Instrumental Bridge]
Em Em
Am Am
Am Am
Em Em
Chorus
No time at aEmll
No time like Amnow
To get on the Amroad
If you wanna get Emout
You got to be trEmue
True to yourAmself
Or you'll be a fAmool
To somebody eEmlse