You say you're living in a world of trouble
All your schemes have popped like a bubble
Your mother told your sister
And your brother told your friend
Now your secret's out, and you don't have to pretend
You can see for yourself, it's really not the end
You're standing there with tears in your eyes
There's too much going on now, there's no time to cry
You say the walls are closing in on you child
All your friends have put you in exile
Bad luck seems to follow you all around the world
You can't seem to find no peace of mind girl
You will take a chance to seem so bad
Every minute is a brand new dayv
And there are some games that I'd just love to play
Even bad scenes are for real, there's no time to cry
Since you left your old scene behind you
Go ahead and let the green light find you
It's warm and friendly girl and it won't blind you
Come out in the street and the weeds won't grind you
See the love is in the air, you feel it all around you
Your yesterday's are all left behind
There's a brand new light in your mind
You don't need a key to define
What's written on the magic sign
There's no time to cry
When the season of the magic lantern
Is transformed into a funny pattern
And the wheel of fortune has a flat tire
You can't seem to get any higher
When you go above the [?] machine, you find a horseshoe
Played a few times by the Dead in 1966 and revived by Phil Lesh & Friends in 2002.It is often listed as "No Time To Cry", but "Alice D Millionaire" is the correct t**le. It is referred to in Scully's book: 'I have to get back to San Francisco State. ... I get out there in time for the last song, "Alice D Millionaire," based on that wonderful headline in the San Francisco Chronicle when Owsley got busted for the first time. The headline read "LSD Millionaire Arrested."
All your schemes have popped like a bubble
Your mother told your sister
And your brother told your friend
Now your secret's out, and you don't have to pretend
You can see for yourself, it's really not the end
You're standing there with tears in your eyes
There's too much going on now, there's no time to cry
You say the walls are closing in on you child
All your friends have put you in exile
Bad luck seems to follow you all around the world
You can't seem to find no peace of mind girl
You will take a chance to seem so bad
Every minute is a brand new dayv
And there are some games that I'd just love to play
Even bad scenes are for real, there's no time to cry
Since you left your old scene behind you
Go ahead and let the green light find you
It's warm and friendly girl and it won't blind you
Come out in the street and the weeds won't grind you
See the love is in the air, you feel it all around you
Your yesterday's are all left behind
There's a brand new light in your mind
You don't need a key to define
What's written on the magic sign
There's no time to cry
When the season of the magic lantern
Is transformed into a funny pattern
And the wheel of fortune has a flat tire
You can't seem to get any higher
When you go above the [?] machine, you find a horseshoe
Played a few times by the Dead in 1966 and revived by Phil Lesh & Friends in 2002.It is often listed as "No Time To Cry", but "Alice D Millionaire" is the correct t**le. It is referred to in Scully's book: 'I have to get back to San Francisco State. ... I get out there in time for the last song, "Alice D Millionaire," based on that wonderful headline in the San Francisco Chronicle when Owsley got busted for the first time. The headline read "LSD Millionaire Arrested."