Grace Potter and the Nocturnals

Well there ain't no time to let that gun by shy, babe
There ain't no time to live up to the lies, babe

There ain't no time to let the well run dry, babe
'Cuz there's far too many things to do
Before the day is through

Well there ain't no way of pushing back the clock, babe
There ain't no way to make the bad man stop, babe
There ain't no time to holler out until your face turns blue, 'cuz there's far too many things to do
Before the day is through
Well there ain't no time

Purple mountain's majesty has turned all black and blue The shots that fired up the hill
They're headed right for you, babe
And there ain't not time to look me in the eye or ask me what i'm doing

There's far too many things to do
Before the war is through
There ain't no time